[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
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I don't know what the FUCK y'all been doin
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But this what they want
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I'd like to give a R.I.P., in advance
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To all my enemies, die quick nigga!
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[Lloyd Banks]
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Straight outta Southside, crazy motherfucker named Bank-o
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Crack rap, million dollar bankroll
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Black 'Llac, with my outta state hoe
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These niggaz talk gangsta but really ain't though (no!)
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I'm a stormy night, you a rainbow
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I'm a G, tight clothes ain't my thing bro
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Fuck the police, with a HIV carrier
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No vaseline in the M-16 (yeah)
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I'm ridin dirty but the Bent' pimp clean (yeah)
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It got a body like I feed it Creatine
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My birthstones are diamond, my favorite color's green
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I smoke lean and piss Louie the 13 (boy!)
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[Interlude: Tony Yayo]
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Yeah, y'all motherfuckers shot my momma crib up
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My sister, my niece in there
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I'm gettin y'all niggaz hit for $500
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I'ma be in London motherfucker
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[Tony Yayo]
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My name is Yayo, a crazy nigga don't play though
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I hit your Planters peanut with the eight-oh
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Al-Qaeda, expert murkin
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When all my niggaz die they gon' have 80 virgins
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In the 'burbs swervin, cause I'm drunk and I'm high
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With that glock, that pump, that mac and fo'-five (break it down now!)
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FUCK the police! They killed Shawn Bell (WHAT?)
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FUCK the feds! I'll still deal fishscale (WHAT?)
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Mini-Me niggaz wanna copy my style
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But legal aid lawyers ain't good for trial
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Pull up to the projects and throw the kids 100's (I ain't lyin!)
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Drop-top Phantom got him sick in his stomach
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Brrrrrat!
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[Interlude: 50 Cent]
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These niggaz is weak son
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Lookin like cookies 'n cream to me
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God damn, a fly man, a heartbeat man
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Niggaz know any of these niggaz can get it
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[50 Cent]
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Nigga this Boo-Boo, but you could call me 50
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Fuck with me the police will have to get me
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760-I, I ride, I'm a rider
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Molotov I toss that, you on fire
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Beef pop, I stop talkin and get quiet
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And make the muzzle on the tec look like it's on fire
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My shit jam and un-jam like I planned it
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Like I was just takin a breather, I'm back blammin
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I'm Charles Bronson, Dirty Harry, with the cannon
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You shootin back but you ain't hittin shit I'm still standin
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When shit don't go down smooth I don't panic
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Switch pistols, switch hands, switch targets hit your man
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[Outro: 50 Cent]
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Yeah, nigga I'm straight outta Southside
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I'm back on that gorilla shit, that cold-hearted killa shit
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Nigga stunt with your mouth wide
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We move around militant, we trained for some iller shit
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Muh'fucker, Southside!
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Straight Outta Southside
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G-Unit |