Yeah, niggaz it's 2006 And I'm back in this bitch G-Unit When I come through I'm comfortable 49's 45's a pump or two We don't permit outsiders amongst
I'm one night standing I've got to leave you girl I'm one night standing I've got to leave you girl I'm one night standing Wish I could stay but I got
we do in the A That's just how we do it in the A When I'm done I'm make you say Lloyd, check, Luda, check, turn it up, make it knock, knock East, west
I'm bobbin' ma head or I'm just standin' there watchin' I'm a hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid And I protect what I got, I'm in the house
, Obie Trice, c'mon I'm a drama setter, gripping my barretta, sipping Armaretta Man, you crazy if you think I'ma let up I told you I'm a drama setter, I
fuckin P.O. choke I'm an OG, you're fuckin with a GI Joe Bia Bia, mia meo a vida loco I'm a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me when I retire I'll be spittin
streets i get real g funk to a gangsta beat its so sweet when you got money to spend i got a proper big tilt 'n' a fly big benz i make ends spend my
on the table layin' underneath the flo' S*** it's like I gotta pan how I heat the flo' A but I really gotta a pan how I heat the blow S*** a Develope
bad news I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news [Lloyd Banks] I get little (?) mad cause I'm flossin' bad I ain't a wrestler
Yeh Weed and bottles everywhere Metal fulla' hollows I don't mind a petty stare I don't need a favor Baby, I'm a millionaire Got a show hoppin outta'
even out the score id rather be not here than hungry.. I'm sick when I'm not near my money they want me to lose but imma win i made it there before
I'm on my MD shit If I don't do the number's I'll just do the alphabet A,B,C,D,E,F,G-Shit I mean G-Unit shizzle F a dancefloor man are hungry out here
a chick a pump that got asthma And I'm busy so I move a bit faster You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya Haha I'm a bastard Damn near showin' his hand
I don't know If I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already Now here we go [Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck
crack got a fiends home God bless the child with a flawless flow Say gave a nigga the talent to push blow like a pimp watch a hoe, I watch the grams
I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face Catch Banks in a truck full of bass Remember I'm a batchelor