Lloyd Banks Intro-
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Uh...
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G-Yeah...
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I'm back...
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Nigga...
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Chorus-
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I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules
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But i can make you move
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About a quarter mill on jewels so i ride around with the Uz
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Now that'll make um move
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Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind
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My lifestyle too fast to take my time
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I got to get in position to make her mine
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Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee
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You know i got my nineee
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Think twice before you cross that lineee
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Nigga you must have lost your minddd
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Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss
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Verse-
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Shorty got to shakin' and i'm waitin' to take her home
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it's hot as hell in here and i'm bakin' up a Patrone
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i know a couple different ways i can make 'um moan
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and when i'm done with her, she'll wanna take a nigga to Rome
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give me a hour i have her blowin' up my phone
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like a stem to a stone she won't leave me alone
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million dollar nigga i get it and show off
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but Doja, give ma minute with your boss, i'll fold ya
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New York fitted and gold cross in a Rover
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holster, all over the shoulder
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i'm the sickest thing spittin' in NY
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your plane ain't the same, it's different when i fly
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Southside player play around and get popped
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twenty four hours steak out on your bitch block
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don't get your views confused with Hip-Hop
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'fore you wind up on the news, now watch the hit drop..
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Chorus
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Verse-
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Yeah..
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From what i hear niggaz don't like me
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it's funny, they wanna be just like me
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you bummy, it's jealousy more than likely
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the money, they made a nigga all icey
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four finger ring that boy doin' his thing
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VVS Bling my chain long as a swing
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boulevard king over known in Beijing
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fully prepared for whatever the drama may bring
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sixty-nine scraper with the up and down pumps
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murder is forever don't fuck around once
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bottle after bottle i down 'um till i'm drunk
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if you ain't chipped in don't come round my blunt
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grimey and gritty New York City's top gun
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first nigga act up gets a hot one
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BPV the bottom and top done
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i get there, i gets it, i'm done, one..
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Chorus
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Verse-
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Yeah..
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I don't know about you but i'm doin' it for the Q (queens)
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whip brand new size twenty-two shoe
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use your money don't let your money use you
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i got a cruise view, you know the usual
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my life's beautful, my pockets full of bread
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you get outta pocket i play soccer with your head
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and that girl ain't your girl know the difference boy
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pussy done killed more niggaz than a liquor store
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i left somethin' on her when i seen her
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and she was rubbin' it in, like Nakazeena
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she will kill big niggaz, cute big hips
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and she's pretty convincin', a video vixen
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if you lookin' for a mack i fit the description
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chicks see him take pictures and kiss him
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back blockin' nigga i get it and i'm good
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i'm hood, livin' life like you should..
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Chorus
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Outro-
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Grew up in the Y... New York that is...
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Y-Y-Ya know the name...
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I handle my biz... kid...
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Make A Move
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| Lloyd Banks |
