[Chorus x2: Lloyd Banks] G's up to every hood and every crew (yeah) Supposed to have your gun 'round you And I.. claim G Unit 'till I die Got it down
: [Lloyd Banks:] Straight outta Sideside Crazy muthafucka named Bank-o Crack rap, million dolla bankroll Black Lac, for my outta state ho These niggas
gettin with my bread Then I'm 'gon load my s*** then count my s*** N**** trip I'll go for your head [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] I'm comin out of South-side
DNA in it Next day it's the GT, stunt off of G.P. Fist full of stones, fingers glowin like E.T. Fake O.G., O.G. Bobby Jones Do your son like J-Rock,
morn She's probably with the g-unit geting it on I told her she's miss right so it can't be wrong And we went at it all night long Girl what's it gonna
I'm a let her come up When the sun goes down, I'll be back in the town Stash box down, put the magnum down I'm with G-Unit, Nigga you not ballin a the G
m a gannnnngsta Reeeeeal gangsta (LET, IT, GO!) [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, yeah, uhh, G-G-G-G you know! Uhh.. the game took a turn crazy, it's all gravy Thanks
up niggas im the new thang they couldnt catch me wit a knot in my shoe string and while were on the subject check out my shoe game there's four g's on
: Yea, 50cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo [Lloyd Banks:] This rap shit plays a major part in my life She looked for jack but realize that i got the ride
ll niggas man, G-unit, we takin over this shit nigga, Fifty the General nigga I salute him nigga, Tony Yayo nigga the hustler of this shit, Fuckin Lloyd Bank
up. Semi-automatic spray, I?ll tighten your ass up (What) [Hooks X2] [Lloyd Banks] Slow down little nigga Don?t exceed your speed Cuz I will put g's
up out the window My buddy, my buddy I lay your ass out mothafucka is simple Stay in your place your place I recommend or say hello to my litte friend [Lloyd
I'll Flash My 2 And Blast My 2 G Unit Nigga,You Don't Know Me And I Don't Know You, You Think You Know My Crew G Unit [Lloyd Banks:] I Been Problem Since
just pull up, get out, and get all the hoes They never seen doors lift up on a car before Don't be mad at me dog, that's all I know That's how to show
don't front You know about them Grapestreet Gangstas, G'd up Rollin that weed up Nigga get outta line, get shot stabbed jacked Hit with a bat or beat up
: [50 Cent] Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck... G G G G G-Unit! Haha! [Young Buc] Vacate your home I come to brake your bones Americas nightmare
Denali There's room for two, just me and you, if you 'bout it Ice from Tiffany & Co., Norma Kamali footwear I spend g's, I'm a G, that's a good look girl