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[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
I keep my hip on pound `cause she gets hectic in my town Drag my family with me `cause that`s how real niggaz get down If it wasn`t for 50 I probably wouldn`t be around Caught up in the temptations, sitting in jail or underground And for that if you snap a finger I`ll lay a nigga down Its fucked up when your only facial expression is a frown A hood rat a put a future in a fools pants Till she find out you cant buy furniture with food stamps A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids Pray to God I get shot tomorrow `cause I don`t like surprises When you hot as a oven, they embrace you with open arms When you cold as a freezer, niggaz treat you like they don`t need ya` Some people call it they vapors, me I call it amnesia Live my life principle driven, never bite the hand that feeds ya` Never mind all the haters, fuck them all, let them die slow All I need is my niggaz, money, liquor, and hydro I know! [Chorus - 2X] Everybody gon` die one day Whether its natural causes or gun play But fucking with me you sliding down a one way I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday [Verse - Lloyd Banks] Don`t blame me, blame my mom and pop for breeding this The game needed this Lloyd Banks, a.k.a. Mr. I don`t feed a bitch Or need a bitch, I state it when I meet a bitch If you wanna trick you need a switch `Cause I don`t trick Adidas bitch This is all I got, I have to blow So whether its fast or slow Platinum flow is making it easy to kidnap a hoe Pop the bag, pass the dro` Blow about a half a O Legit citizenship, my pimp is international You gotta agree, these motherfuckers a probably have me Latin Before they find a nigga hotter than me We on top as far as I can see And since the hood watching me My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree I`m the number one draft pick, none of y`all topping me I move around with the plastic, you ain`t dropping me The show me love in my city They fucking with me and I`m fucking with them Nigga G-Unit till the end [Chorus - 2X] [Bridge - Lloyd Banks] Your six inches from a coffin So I suggest you stop talking And make me resort to violence And You`ll no longer be walking Your six inches from a coffin So I suggest you stop talking And make me resort to violence, nigga [Outro - Lloyd Banks] Yeah! You gotta love it!
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