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