Banks: Uh uh uh / turn me up Lloyd: Wuddup Lloyd? Banks: Ah ah ah? Lloyd: Hahaha Banks: Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Lloyd: Long time in the making huh??? Banks:
LLOYD BANKS: ugh.. bury me wit my enemies dead and gone they gonna remeber me weather me in the dirt nigga, power hold its own power in the P's money
gettin f-cking loot my top down, I'm flashing on em I'm passing all them, pullover and hit the hazards on em the ratchets on 'em, wanna pay my dues, now
way this feels This makes me more just like ( Je je jeez nigar) Boxer, haa ha (Shit on it) Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you You put a hit on me
(Lloyd Banks)] Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!) I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right
m old and grey I'ma drop in the M.I.A, pop when I'm on my stay Shop and I'm on my way, first class to the A I gotta show later today, theres more people
homie Lloyd Banks Wild gun style what the fuck y'all think.. [Lloyd Banks - Verse 8] Niggas aint got nuttin' on me, everybody know that Niggas run up on
all the time I treated you good (chorus) (Lloyd Banks) when you think about me grinding my fans You even got more watch on but it's to much time on
' with the best fo' pound on my hip Gold chain on my chest (Ah) 50 uh, Bentley uh 'Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the slum Automatic gun, fuck 'em one on
yeah [50 Cent] Does it make you mad when I switch my flow? You can't understand how I get my dough 50 Cent I'm on fire cause Shady said so I'm on
old fan with a chip on his shoulder who only owns a half of a magazine and the only way to have it seen is to put me on the front of it again only
I'm a drama setter I got fat while I was gone but now I'm here And yall rappers only bust shots only in fear Chinchillas on my back, itchy fingers on
Faded voice - Fuck yeah... Eminem: YEAHH! LLoyd Banks: Oh shit, its the Evil Genius Eminem: Green Lantern LLoyd Banks: Yea... Hey yo Em, what do we call
50 Cent] Does it make you mad when I switch my flow? You can't understand how I get my dough 50 Cent I'm on fire cause Shady said so I'm on fire
a drop With a bitch shotgun that's inhaling the cock I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops And got glocks intellectual rob behind cops On broke
down Rompe, rompe, rompe, the way she move it ya lo Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down Let'sss gooo G-UNIT!!! [Lloyd Banks] I move the crowd like
crazy office Sex scandals in my office Privileges like the President Destined to be enormous Negligence in my residence Count it out on my life Kick
the times you've seen it you stabbed me should linked it revenge is mine, i need it, need a way out it's my f-cking life, let her find a way to stay