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Just Another Day [Lloyd Banks] Man what the ###### are you lookin for? Can't a young nigga make money any more Blow a couple grand in the NBA Store Rock twenty-four thousand on the NBA floor Niggaz be on stage bendin over on tour Leave anti-social with a case of lochjaw Just cause shorty look good, don't mean that you should go puttin ice on the ###### like she won the Superbowl Even the chips are low, for all these so-called old heads Just ain't the same niggaz I used to know I got a Houston ho - nah she ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer but she a ###### good booster though See I could ###### a supermodel with my {?} works Send her home with a smile and a couple kids on her shirt I got a year into the game A 141 rocks layin on my chain, geah! [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Just another day, chillin in the hood Just another day around the way I'm tipsy off the Hennessy We ridin round with the H-K, nigga we don't play Just another day, chillin in the hood Just another day around the way We smoke a quarter pound a day G-Unit we here to stay, nigga we don't play [Lloyd Banks] Nevermind the lames in my era, they all want me dead And I know, it's all over the way I see bread Here I go, caught up in some he say/she said 'Til I go, put a slug in my enemy's head The Tahoe's, bulletproof so you can't get through Then follow, your ###### and whoever ran with you And you about as assed-out as two jammed pistols Bleedin around a bunch of niggaz who can't fix you So bring yours, cause you know I got mine with me kid The 8'll make you lose weight like Missy did The O.G.'s tryin to hide they phony smilin Reputation always arise in Coney Island I'm at your local newsstand jerk While the only XXL you been in as a shirt And, speakin of shirts, get a new white T God ###### it feels good to be me - nigga! [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Now I'm goin, shoppin with a plastic card now I'm growin, knockin international broads down They know him, they're not gonna even pat the star down I'm holdin, a glock so don't even act that hard now You might bust your gun but your gat's in the car clown So break your lil' weed up and crack your cigars down Cause I ain't tryin to start my visits, with the ###### judge givin niggaz life like it's parkin tickets Now I get to go to bed with a model And the crib is bout as big as it is on the Belvedere bottle I got all kind of ex' I could ram in they faces Red and blue pills like the man in The Matrix You might have spent some paper on your lil' charm but My piece is bout as heavy as Lil' Jon cup But, it's never tucked, nigga I don't give a ###### I'll get bucked 'fore I give somethin up, yup! [Chorus] [ad libs]

Southside Story [intro] Yea! Yea I done learn from mistake from my men Who’s not whose gone run? Who’s not whose gone shoot if you shot? Who gone hold they own who’s not Who’s gone choose spots? [Chorus] In the streets of New York you can’t trust nobody Ni99a will run up on you wit a 12 gate shoty When your Jaycobs freeze smokin’ weed is my hobby You wanna rob me your gonna leave here wit a body [Verse 1] When I was 10 years old I seen a ni99a take 3 in the head Probably around the same time he used to pee in the bed I stay a wake cuz my nightmares of seeing him dead The smell of burnt tire after leaving him lead The killer fled wit a f**kin laugh My heart pumpin on blast I just stare at him something to grasp Arms moving figure shaking spitting up blood DNA mixed in the mud another ditch to be dug There I stood stiffer than wood See homie use to buy me candy Now he’s gone whose provide his family My ear ringing should have been runnin' I never thought I could be that sick ######! I was suppose to see that sh*t That’s when I thought it was more than 3 shots He could have been aiming for me Maybe he circled around the block I turn around to my pops He like what happen? This ni99a rolled up and started clappin’ I can still hear em’ laughin’ [Chorus] [Verse 2] It was a regular day in Southside Sprink-aklers kids running all of a sudden Heads turnin somebody did somethin’ This ni99a name I forgot F**k it he lived around the block Regular getting money ni99a But love to clown a lot Walked across the park stuntin’ frontin’ Diamond in his hear diamond watch on Eatin’ a bag of popcorn Walked up behind this shorty grabbin’ her waist She pushed him away so he threw the bag in her face She felt disrespected shorty couldn’t except it Called him a p**sy told him she be back in a second He didn’t pay her no mind called her b**ch bout 4 times Stayed in the park wit a ni99a wit a mano nine Then in no time older ni99a From behind swung a baseball bat Left his face all cracked told him take all that Hit him again popped his chain wit a frown Love to clown wit his stain on the ground [Chorus] [Verse 3] And all my days go by blowin that sticky icky California made me picky chicken heads tryin to stick me wit a hicky If we go up quickly stick me Somewhere tipsy the location don’t matter I’m Southside to they hit me I’d be dead it foots can kill I’m from the ghetto boys But I don’t know scarface I’d push wit bill My heart spills for the kids That ain’t got nothing They gotta steal and For my cousin I lost Leftover I still remember you [Chorus]

Die One Day [VERSE 1] (uh huh) I keep my hip on pound Cause chickens hectic in my town Drag my family with me cause that’s how real niggas get down (gea) If it wasn’t for 50 I probably wouldn’t be around (gea) Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea) If for that if you snap a finger and I’ll lay a nigga down (whoo) It’s ###### up when you’re only facial expression is a frown (uh huh) A hood rat will put a future in a fool’s pants Till she find out you can’t buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh) A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids Better if I get shot tomorrow cause I don’t like surprises When you hot as an oven they ain’t brace you with open arms When you cold as a freezer niggas treat you like they don’t need ya Some people call it ?? me I call it amnesia Live my life principal driven never bite to have that feature (uh) Never mind all the haters ######’em all let them die slow All I need is my niggas, money, liquor and hydro (I kno) [CHORUS x2] Everybody gon’ die one day Whether it’s natural cause it's a gunplay But ###### with me you sliding down a one way I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday [VERSE 2] Don’t blame me Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh) The game needed this Lloyd Banks AKA Mr. I don’t feed a ###### Don’t need a ###### I stay there when I need a ###### You want a trick you need to switch Cause I don’t think you could beat this ###### (whoa) This is all I gotta have to blow So whether it’s fast or slow Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh) Pop the back Pass the dro Roll about a half an O The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee) You gotta agree These motherfuckas will probably find Bin Laden 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 #1 draft pick none of ya’ll are topping me (uh huh) I move around with the plastic you ain’t dropping me (uh huh) They show me love on my city They ###### with me and I’m ###### with them Nigga G-Unit till the end (Gea) [CHORUS x2] [Lloyd Banks] Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin) So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin) And make me result to violence (violence) And you'll no longer be walkin (walkin) Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin) So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin) And make me result to violence (violence) Nigga.. (nigga) Yeee.. You gotta love it!

Til The End (feat. Nate Dogg) Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke It probably started off a beautiful day with weed smoke Out of last night’s ###### the murder that she wrote Cold sweatin from a nightmare mind on a c-note You leave the door open of intensions of fulfillin your visions Constantly sidetracked thinking about who’s your man and who isn’t Maybe its necessary...maybe you’re overreacting Maybe your actual downfall is that hole that you clappin Maybe ya pullin conversations that are controllin ya actions Maybe your homie overheard and never told you what happened You look behind you when you turn the corna Cause death has promised ya you seen some niggas go before ya N’ threats are honest…n with that lingering in the back of ya head Ya know it’s possible that you wont make back in ya bed The confusion of jealously and dishonor'll spin ya But there’s nothing that hurt worse then when that gun powders in ya <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> [Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg] If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa) ###### a bill, ###### a ######, ###### a benz (my friend....whoa) Let’s toast till we die Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na) If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa) One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa) Let’s toast till we die Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na) [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] The smell of marijuana reeks off me I raise hell before I speak softly Caught in the mix Put at least a hundred grand on one and bought him a six Acknowledged the weaknesses that his man he taught him to fix We aint never left the hood so we cam corded the trips I’ve done watched a nigga go from BET to the bricks…###### Her slanted eyes with ya chocolate Thai gave me Im a bachelor... nigga u aint knockin my lady A lot of these niggas been jockin mine lately N’ I hope you catch the long nap, rock-a-bye baby (gun shot) When 2 brothers, pushed outta different mamas Close enough to conflict or put this ###### behind us ya baby boy made the big time Hoes is watching n’ these niggas trying to get mine Remember back then with lines n’ ya flattop Hoping ya moms aint the mama on crack rock [Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg] If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa) ###### a bill, ###### a ######, ###### a benz (my friend....whoa) Let’s toast till we die Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na) If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa) One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa) Let’s toast till we die Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na) [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] I keep my mind on my money and my head to the sky I never really smile much if you was here you’d know why There’s frustration and fire if you look in my eye The media ###### me up, right hookin my high Niggas hated on us before the game took us inside then they opened their arms wide took the whooping’ n’ cried I got a platinum plaque hangin’ on the wall in my crib And handsome is one of the things they’ve been callin the kid They watch you close when you coppin all those VS stones If you ain’t tryin to get it poppin leave the BS home I’ve got us a ditty broad that gives thee best dome And im blowin on some of the finest weed that’s grown...homes You won’t know when they gon' dump a slug But you can tell im getting money from the line out in front the club My whole click caked up, u can’t compare the doe And if its only one ###### don’t even share a hoe [Chorus: Ft. Nate Dogg] If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (whoa) ###### a bill, ###### a ######, ###### a benz (my friend....whoa) Let’s toast till we die Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na) If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (whoa) One of the few I would take a bullet fo (my neegaaaro...whoa) Let’s toast till we die Roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky (na na na) [After Chorus: Nate Dogg] If you my nigga you my nigga till the end (Whoaaaaaaaaa) My friennnnnnd (Whoaaaaaaaa) Na na na If you my nigga you my nigga till we go (Whoaaaaaaaaa) My nee-ga-row (Whoaaaaaaaaa) Na na na

When The Chips Are Down [Lloyd Banks] Yee! [laughs] [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] These niggas wanna see me Cuz of the way I shine But it aint that easy To get mine You get ya ###### laid down [Voice in beat] Down… The paint is peelin’ Now… When the chips are down Down… You gotta lose all feelin Now… Your head goes round n’ round [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Funny how the world revolves around my click Cuz just a year ago a nigga ain’t have ###### (######) Me and my right hand share the same outfit Which fueled the fire that I air the game out with (whoo) It’s amazing the way that boy came out quick For that platinum niggas’ll blows ya brains out, ###### (bap) I’m the new nigga the others can’t stand The rubberband man be god damned if I can (oh) Let another nigga fill my spot If a niggas steal from me it’s the steel I pop I’m on my grind so if you thought I chill, I’m not gon' stop lettin that steering peel on the block, why not? [Chorus x2] [Verse 2: The Game] Banks they think I’m yayos replacement, nah I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix I’m signed to the Doctor I ain’t got no patience So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face lift Magazines wanna know where they ###### L.A. been It almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in 2001 I was playin my playstation I heard 9 shots , I’m face down with my heart pacing All I could think about as hidin’ my gun and my drugs in the basement It was either that or the state pen I woke up out of that coma Police waitin’ for a statement… (heart monitor beeps to flatline) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Pass the weed and let a nigga get into a zone Papa left me all alone in the world to roam But now I’m grown, millionaires on my cell phone A year past now, caw dead and L gone And I’m sick, bought chopper with a long click So think about that before you make your songs ###### (######) Or lose a limb, please don’t get me confused with him (uh uh) Cause I’m down to go a whole round, lose or win If I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride (ride) Every strip, block, and projects is on my side I’m ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms (arms) Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo)… broke nigga [Chorus x2]

Karma [Chorus] I am forewarn you tonite First time for everytime i try But im alright I may just swallow my pride N just put all the bullshit to the side If u ready to ride Im down for a one night stand Gotta accept it any way that i can Cuz i aint yo man I try for whatever its worth Just remember who played who first [Lloyd Banks] I cant keep my eyes off ya I can tell why them other guys lost ya The kinds red an a flying saucer Thats what i can offer Simalarities and characters Havnt ya heard the word around town How i get down? They all whistle Everybody part official An that ###### was you Got my ###### hard as a missle Dont hop on top Cuz i ride around with a pistle N if they pull us over ill be out of town wit an issue If you was mine id introduce u to momma girl Your styling your moves n your nirvana Im so used to ur prada Taking trips to houston its hotta Throwing that Al Green n using that impala Lay my jewels on my collar Ya had me feeling like a fool when i holla'd Trying to squeeze in but you wouldnt bother But i aint either Soon as i realize that i aint either She in a rush to get close to me but i aint eager [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Like i dont mean to bother you But your sex appeal is remarkable U make a G wanna walk around in a park with you There aint no telling what kinda things that im'a start to do If i get wrapped up on your ###### to fast I can tell u feel the same cuz when i ask you laugh So im'a leave it at that n hint n put it in my math I imagine your prolly twice as good in a bath But im buggin Cuz i can see u right in the hood when i pass Im never stapled cuz business is on my ###### But you can be the one i visit before i dash An i admit i been the type to hit n split But u can blame me for the females that i been getting with Cuz Most of these broads have there eyes on my grits Till they're in deeper ###### n they learn how to be satisfied with the ###### an' N if you aint worth it then thats all u get I aint gonna blame you im gonna blame them tricks Cuz [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] U seem like your attitude Only appears when im mad at you In several situations n that includes When im gone to long ridin' thru them avenues As soon as i get home this room is a scattered boos U know my fantasies and my feeling things at camera speed N ur girlfriends trying to sandwich me My hearts colder then ya sandwich meat Cuz i come from the hood where the hammers be I move fast but at a switch pace N i pop in a listerine strip before u get all up on a ###### face Moving your body like this Gonna make me blow like a bottle of cris I dont know noone hotter then twis You got my temperature risin' from your hips to ur thighs an That glare in your eyes that brighten up her horizon It comes naturally i dont bribe em Its easy as... 1,2,3 n i slide em [Chorus]

Warrior (Part 2) (feat. Eminem, 50 Cent, Nate Dogg) [intro - Eminem] Remix [echoes] Lloyd Banks! [echoes] Ha ha! [echoes] [Verse 1 - Eminem] It's like a throne that he dont even own He wont sit down, given the crown he just throws it around It's like a joke he's like a king, but he dont rule a thing He dont want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry He dont want the fame dont want the lute he's in this for a sport Runnin suckaz with the competition round the court He appreciates your support but he aint beggin for it And you cant love it you can hate it but you cant ignore it You cant be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short But you cant ###### with his last joint or the one before it And he was gonna raise hell like them country boys And if I'm frontin then you better come confront me for it [Chorus - Nate Dogg] This Is The Story Of A Warrior U Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise It aint healthy To Be Makin Niggaz Paranoid Hit Ur Corner Wit More Weapons I Dont Need My Boyz Im Doin About 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a ###### About You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game [Verse 2 - Lloyd Banks] He's straight outta the neighborhood but Niggaz hate They see you go and eat your dinner off a bigger plate Your stomachs ache while he's loungin at the big estate And he hops in a 100 thousands with a Nigga's gate House with just a bigger gate , houndin him was a big mistake He wont surrender he'd rather give up a rib to break Cuz he horrendous when they wouldnt lend a helpin hand So he was sittin on green like a Celtic fan Created a buzz so when you gotta mention his name When you discuss him the illest playa that's in the game And he's ridin with Em, 50 cent, Doc and them G Unit records aint no ###### stoppin them [Chorus - Nate Dogg] This Is The Story Of A Warrior U Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise It aint healthy To Be Makin Niggaz Paranoid Hit Ur Corner Wit More Weapons I Dont Need My Boyz Im Doin About 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a ###### About You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game [Verse 3 - 50 Cent] These niggaz got A Lot of Nothin So those niggaz from the hood act like we owe em somethin They talk crazy til we send this nigga in there to ###### em Ask 'em if theres a problem and they'll say naw its nothin He's been tryin to help em out, but since they fronted, ###### em He dont care how they feel theyre makin em love em He hold it down on his own the kid is really thuggin He's rich now, he aint change since these Niggaz buggin He pull a clip everything Niggaz try to buck him Keep ya pistols on ya hip I show you we aint tuck em Niggaz say they gon' get at him but they cant touch him Try to catch em slippin, they creepin and he start bustin [Chorus - Nate Dogg] This Is The Story Of A Warrior U Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Some Noise It AInt Nothin' To Be Makin' Niggaz Paranoid Hit Ur Corner Wit More Weapons I Don't Need My Boyz Im Doin' About 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a ###### About You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game [Nate Dogg] I can give you somethin' you can talk about I can turn this smile upside down You ain't no G-Unit ######' clown I can take your girl until I turn her out The bootey layed all out I can give you ######' somethin' to be mad about And buy her rings and I back out With my DNA all in her mouth

If You So Gangsta [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Around here them boys, 'dem don’t play (uh) You can hear the sounds of gun spray err day I give 2 ###### by what a bird say (uh) Playboy don' do tings er way (whoo) Ims Raps Lebron Tef Long John (uh) Bergets Unarmed (uh) the next Sean..John (g'ea) By any means I protect my charm (uh huh) Play to bubble you up like my west shawn don (uh) Im only calm when im blowin that chron (uh) Getting them flashbacks like baby hold onnn I never thought I’d sweat so long (uh) And re-enact the scene of my ghetto song (uh) Eyes wondering off breath all gone (haa) Stomach all swolled up neck all warm (uh) Head still spinnin off that seagram vodka Do you know who shot ya? ###### GET THE DOCTA! [Chorus] If You So Gangsta… Then Why you tuck your chain in when you walk in the club If You So Gangsta… Why you a grown man still getting you pockets dug If You So Gangsta… Then how come every time you get into beef you tell If You So Gangsta… Why niggas know you for that in the streets, so well? [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Now every now and then a new kid got away Yeah, but unfortunally for you I’m him (sorry) In my new tan trucks with the blue dyed end Hoppin out that big truck with the new wide rim Are ya cramped up on ya jet blew ride in (uh) We air the G4 let the crew dive in (shewww) Before Lloyd Banks tell, pop wont sell I feed a nigga a shell like taco bell (uhh) Im flyin out to japan to attract new fans Let em’ get to know the man with the tattooed hands Them gem stars leave ya face all fat So learn to stash yours in your baseball cap (uh) Im eithier getting money out of state off rap (uh huh) So im tryin to figure out what made Mase fall back And them niggas in New York know the man is a monsta (uh) And I ain’t from Atlanta but I’ll A-Town Stomp Ya (Mo' Fucka) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] It’s like everywhere I look and everywhere I go It’s a ###### sayin something slick (slick)…But you can suck my ###### (######) Im grade A nigga you don’t know who ya ###### wit (uh) They’ll run up on ya ###### , you think you drunk ya lip (whoo) I got money bags big as a bump can get And pistols as long as the hand shaq dunkin wit (yea) I ain’t the type that’s desperate I’m modelin diamonds now you can call me Ice N’ Beffet My down ###### holds the metal She got a coke bottle figure and an ###### that shake like a bowl of jello You ain’t even almost rich They ###### yo ###### like the models in my ###### flicks (broke nigga) Therefore you can’t afford no six So before you hop your ###### on camera get your wardrobe fixed (haha) Banks don’t house warm not ###### So if there was 5 of us (what?), Then she gon probably suck four more dicks (hah) [Chorus]

Work Magic (feat. Young Buck) I'm gon ride, I'm gon ride, they gon ride, we all gon ride, (yea) I come from the heart of southside (yea) Holdin it down for my niggas that died (yea) I gotta busy bird on my side (yea) Pop ###### and get yo whole mouth wide (yea) [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Baby had tried to steal off the payroll Ill have niggas scrappin the skin off the ya face with the same ###### they peal a potato (whoo) I thank the lord for my blessings and im glad he gave us the will power and reflexes of larry davis (ohh) You dont wanna see my block formin' (uh huh) Thats a 101 doggs and i dont mean the ones with the spots on em Were respected highly 'cause you dont need to practice gymnastics to catch a body (oh) Me and moneys like Whitney, next to Bobby (uh huh) If i bring all my niggas ill need an extra lobby (uh huh) As soon as you aint around jake (jake) You getcha ###### whipped for chips Now thats the real definition of poundcake I got the crownsnake And you can tell when im shoppin 'cause when the mall stampedin' you'll feel the ground shake I got a car i only drive on Thursdays (haha) Im a stunna, banks blows more cake then birthdays [Chorus - Lloyd Banks] Look at here, aint nobody 'round here scared (uh uh) I'm headin for the top and im almost there Oh yeeuh this shiny ###### right here Ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear Look at here, aint nobody 'round here scared I'm headin for the top and im almost there Oh yeeuh this shiny ###### right here Ill work magic and make you niggas dissappear [Verse 2: Young Buck] You know how i gets down This pound hold six rounds I told you i'd be back ###### Talk that ###### now You hear that fo fif [.45] sound Duck when i spit rounds 'cause this aint beverly hills You in the bricks now We aint got ###### down here but dope and guns for sell You get yo head cracked and niggas dont run and tell Its like we sell crack get caught head back to jail We on that ###### the police ###### We livin in hell You betta guard yo grill homey And stand yo ground These bullets burn They hit whoevers standin around I never learn even after i took a couple shots I just got me some band-aids and bought a couple glocks Had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks Once they hear that 12-gauge thats when the trouble stops (boom) If its beef then im ready to ride Just come to casheville you can find me on the southside (######) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Now i aint from Michigan but im in the Fab 5 You know, Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, You know my ###### name Whether the truck or train My minds stuck on the grind 'cause sumwhere down the line, alot of suckas came Yeahh aint talkin ###### But we can all tell he ###### Jags are black his eyes like the R-Kelly mask (ah) You gotta blast me yo (yo) 'cause the louisville will have yo head lookin like the top of a pistachio The young gunner with a raspy flow Got every boyfriend thinkin they girlfriends a nasty hoe My heart laughin a small Maybe its 'cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball Banks hops out bulletproof this, bulletproof that, bulletproofs snorkle when you hot they hawk you I got the hood on my shoulda Chain big as a boulder The 357 tucka ###### [Chorus] Yeeuhh [laughs] Muthafucka Im here.. yeeuh Lloyd banks G-G-G-G-G G-Unit!! Money by any means...nigga

I'm So Fly Yee! Ayo 50, they only do it like us nigga [laughs] Yee! [Chorus] I’m So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy I’m So High… An I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye When I Ride By… An I don’t care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year Nigga Im So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy…. [Verse 1 : Lloyd Banks] Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta) To smooth to stutta (stutta) His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta) Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her Grab the burna cuz she aint concerned cuz he’s a earna My ###### lays it out real nice for me to murda Fight, wake up n’ ###### like Ike n’ Tina Turner It’s a privilege to ride with a celeb Cause them girls over three don’t got a problem given head Paranoia is on ya that’s why your mama is in your bed ###### a rare chinchilla and bossin mama for ya head And where the block im from niggas be ###### near 40 and still tuckin And niggas baby mama is pregnant and still ###### It’s eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow Or cuz banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow The chronic is blown For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta go back home [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Don’t confuse me with these suckas Cause when I spit you hear more ouus then a skip to my Lou move at the rucka Thank god for given Banks the gift You think that bandana makes you look gangsta but all I see is a handkerchief Nigga there’s no one out the click that freeze us Believe that cause I aint scared of ###### but jesus Look dawg i dont roam with the poodles Difference is i'm eating in Rome and you eatin roman noodles Ya boys corrupt kid Banks will send a ###### to the store just for a piece of cheesecake like puff did You jokes cant afford these homes Look around I got 40 clones now look down that’s 40 stones And that’s only in the necklace I’m bony and I’m reckless (vroom) there’s Tony in a Lexus Im fresh out the gutta scrap whatcha man thought Im in the hood with more straps than a Jan Sport [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] When I travel I know Im gonna get stuck Cause they harass us in the airport like im the ones that’s blowin ###### up I got the patience of a high school teacher And a bright future, why the ###### would I have a bomb on my sneaker Will the goody girls back of us My hearts colder than jack frost is We pack shows and attract bosses Black clothes and my black forces A black rose for a rats coffin Blowin O’s in that black coffin Blowin the road and im back flossin No one knows how much that’s costin ###### ###### only the green moves me I got a clean Uzi A pair of gloves and a mask from the scream movie So if your plottin on poppin off, sceem smoothly Or get a little red spatter on ya cream coogy My name ring each state So you aint gotta go all the way to LA to get ur mc eight [Chorus]

Can I Get High (feat. 50 Cent, Snoop Dogg) [Lloyd Banks] I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in here But Mr. Bouncer Man, don't put your ###### hands on me (Can I get high) - without you botherin me Everybody you see in here tonight's doin the same thing, so why you keep player hatin on me? (Can I get high) - without you botherin me [50] Ay, did you hit this ######? [Chorus: G-Unit - repeat 2X] That la lah-lah, I be smokin Be gettin me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin barely gives you a buzz, me I get HIGH! [Lloyd Banks] I admit I got a problem, I keep comin back for these doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your sack of seeds I chill, sit back on the sofa and relax my knees And roll one up loose enough to make the backwards breathe I blow a heavy load, you can subtract some G's cause I'm a smoker, too much of this to choke ya I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence A musician can't operate without his instruments My recent success rapidly got your ###### convinced Haters mad they can't look inside cause I pitched the tints I enter the club with baggies of that chocolate The secondhand smoke'll make a nigga wanna start ###### Sometimes I think bout where the niggaz from the start went Raise up a lighter and ###### up the whole apartment It's just one of them things that I do with my spare time My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma share mine [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Now they put they hands out, cause of the way ###### bend So you niggaz ain't smokin if you don't chip in Listen, I waited long for these rocks to glisten From that one-room pad without a pot to ###### in Overt betrayal is not forgiven, I do this for my niggaz locked up that's comin home to lobster livin Helpin the cop's forbidden, bout to buy momma her own mansion Just so I can see her pop the ribbon That Cali bud special, so special I held the blunt so long Snoop had to tell me, "Pass the weed nephew!" ###### rap, I'm the wrong one to get ###### off Cause the pump'll make you "Jump" like Kris Kross My nigga dead and it's hard to let go So I'm blowin on that wet doe, same color as Gecko We follow hood codes and everybody in the set know We gas 'em, ###### 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho? [Chorus] [snoop Dogg] Say 'gain won't you blow it with the best of them Yes yes I blessted them, blazed up the purple palm trees I told dem don't mess wit dem, I hold dem no testament Do you want to smoke wit me? Weed rollin, G-strollin, bad-mouthin muh'###### Law breakin, pimp slappin niggaz for the ###### of it Hip-Hoppin, ziplockin, riprockin gangbanger "Thought you was an actor," thought I was a singer Thought about ridin if you say you wanna hang tough D.P.G. unit sounds like danger You might wanna manage your anger Hang with us and stop smokin on the same stuff Now lay back on the law This new weed that I got I call it face off Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a figure of speech My niggaz a beast, on me, from the West to the East, preach! [Chorus]

On Fire [Talking] New York City You are now rocking with the best Lloyd Banks G-Unit [Chorus] We on fire Up in here, it's burning hot We on fire Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot We on fire Tear the roof off this ######, light the roof on fire Nigga what you say We get loose in this ######, light the roof on fire fire fire [Verse 1] Now I aint putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna 26-inch chrome spokes on the Hummer This heat gon last for the whole summer Running your ###### faster then the Road Runner Rocks on my wrist, rolls gold under Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder Im buying diamond by the pier But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear Yeah, im riding with that all black snub Raiders cap back, all black gloves Im 80s man, but the boy smack thugs These record sales equal more back rubs Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs His impacts about as raw as crack was Now all these new artists getting raw deals Im only 21, sitting on mills [Chorus] We on fire Up in here, it's burning hot We on fire Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot We on fire Tear the roof off this ######, light the roof on fire Nigga what you say We get loose in this ######, light the roof on fire fire fire [Verse 2] If you know anything about me, then you know im a baller If I aint hit the first night, I aint gon call her Im trying to play, you trying to have my daughter But I can't blame her for what her momma taught her And I don't care bout what the next nigga bought her Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her ?? I got a diamond about as clear as water And I got bread, but I aint spend quarters So cut the games ma, lets go in the back Matter fact, turn your ###### round, back a nigga down And I aint bias when im riding through the town Like em small, like em tall, like em black, like em brown She gotta be able to ###### when I need her Tight ###### pants, little wife beater Regular chick or R&B diva ###### say something, I aint a mind reader [Chorus] We on fire Up in here, it's burning hot We on fire Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot We on fire Tear the roof off this ######, light the roof on fire Nigga what you say We get loose in this ######, light the roof on fire fire fire

Warrior (Warriors! Come out to Pla-a-a-y!) I'm a warrior! Aw man I never run never snitch I'm a grown man dog I ain't no ###### (A warrior!) Don't change cause he's rich Before I ###### on my family I lie in a ditch Don't fold under pressure You got a shell waitin in the hole if they test ya (A warrior!) I'll sacrifice it all if he has ta React and think about it after Uh, You heard right ###### My grandmama' daughter ain't raised no sucker Heart full of pride and a head full of anger Attitude of a winner infared for the danger Even the paranoya of a female'll change ya Waking up every morning laying next to a stranger I'm on the move, smooth, with one eye out for the snakes Who can't stand hearin your name all throughout the states Tune into BET and watchin your video Pretending to be your friends but the smart ones really no, so If that's your man warn him 'Cause there's enough bullets in here to hit every NBA patch on him Nigga ride 'til I die the song I sing You ain't ready for the war I bring You ain't gonna do a ###### thing And I ain't ever scared I'm a warrior! [Chorus] Man I never run never snitch I'm a grown man dog I ain't no ###### (A warrior!) Don't change cause he's rich Before I ###### on my family I lie in a ditch (A warrior!) Don't fold under pressure You got a shell waitin in the hole if they test ya (A warrior!) I'll sacrifice it all if he has ta React and think about it after I'm a warrior! ###### hoe here I go again The Double L O Y D Here put on an I.V Tryin ta try me The new age I lead The black C.I.G Resides beside me As smooth as an Isley Sometimes I surprise me Can't even ID As low as my eyes be I roll with the gangstas don't get fly with your mouth The wrong punchline'll have niggaz inside of your house Nigga I'm doing good I made it out of the hood I own Beverly Hills no more bottles or wood That's a zipper that's sticky California should whip me I done made it this far can't be mad if they hit me (shhiit) Nigga ride 'til I die the song I sing You ain't ready for the war I bring You ain't gonna do a ###### thing And I ain't ever scared I'm a warrior! [Chorus] Man I never run never snitch I'm a grown man dog I ain't no ###### (A warrior!) Don't change cause he's rich Before I ###### on my family I lie in a ditch (A warrior!) Don't fold under pressure You got a shell waitin in the hole if they test ya (A warrior!) I'll sacrifice it all if he has ta React and think about it after I'm a warrior!

Playboy (feat. DJ Whoo Kid) [DJ Whoo Kid:] Aw man , can I get a raw please Is y’all ready, is y’all ready For the main event, ###### Lloyd Banks [Verse 1] Guess who’s the man that’s real straight out the land of sinners The Range with hella spinners check out the white wrist Roll with the ###### winners or you and your man’s finished You and your Rams fitted turn off the light switch Holdin’ my torch down even when the force ‘round You let your wife roll she want a divorce now You niggas ain’t this gully playas’ll paint ya skully You’ll never take this from me The riders and the gangstas with me ([Whoo Kid:] God ######) You shouldn’t be a problem I ain’t be a problem See ya later, I read ya head you be a Rodman (What) I know ya type, hoppin all over the beat screamin’ You call it hypin’ yaself up I call it street dreamin’ I do it for all of the haters the playas ball with the gators They lookin’ forward to favors gossip is all they gave us You niggas wasn’t quiet, meet the whales and fishes (Whoo) You lit the precinct up playin’ tattle tale with the snitches Even my momma knows I got all kind of hoes They wait outside the show stripped after the diner closed I’ll be designer clothes without the winer woes Take off my baby blue mink and Carolina bowls Come here, take a look inside a entertainer’s closet I never trust a ######, I blame Lorainna Bobbit Niggas stay and pocket I know you’re made at me but ###### ain’t all peaches and cream And I ain’t Sara Lee ###### (C’mon) [Chorus] Don’t ice me You starin’ at the wrong one There’s a lot of girls here Go and get up on one (What) We at the bar poppin’ bottles ‘til they all gone If you ain’t leavin’ here wit us You gon’ walk home (Whoo) Go somewhere else where They know how we ride If you a playboy, you got one on each side Keep your mouth closed, we don’t let the beef ride (What) Ride (What) Ride (What) Ride (God ###### Let’s Go) [Verse 2] I do this for the hood, niggas stuck in the slammer I smile cuz I’m good, you act tough for the camera (Whoo) Learn from the hood kids, they ain’t ######’ wit Santa Cuz they like Tupac more, (Word) Word to my grandma I figure I might as well leave here with my glock drawn Cuz they’ll take you to jail even when you not wrong Dog your not this flashy, dogs you got to blast me Every rock is classy, nobody on your block can match me (Whoo) You shouldn’t want to fight, unless you wanna fight Free you life in a high school a hundred nights I know your type, run behind your girlfriend rushin’ You call it quality time, I call it handcuffin’ I’m on the beach in Miami, cellular reachin’ my family All the weekend in panties from Puerto Rican canny You niggas wasn’t tough, I should’ve snapped some pics You wear ya pants tight, play pitty pat wit the chicks (######) Even my father knows where the revolver goes I bring the beef to ya front door like Dominoes And my diamonds froze that means my time froze Be in the club from when it’s poppin’ ‘til the time it close (What) Half of these so-called real niggas’ll probably sing Naw I ain’t pullin’ over, learned that from Rodney King So tell ya homey chill you know I hold the steel Everything from jabs to hooks and you ain’t Holyfield, nigga (######) [Chorus] Don’t ice me You starin’ at the wrong one (Whoo) There’s a lot of girls here Go and get up on one We at the bar poppin’ bottles ‘til they all gone If you ain’t leavin’ here wit us You gon’ walk home Go somewhere else where They know how we ride If you a playboy, you got one on each side Keep your mouth closed, we don’t let the beef ride Everybody on the left get yo hands up (Get ya hands up) Everybody on the right get yo hands up (Get ya hands up) Everybody up front get yo hands up (Get ya hands up) And everybody out back get yo hands up (What) And if you in here wit a strap get yo hands up (What) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) What, man ###### what he said Man put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up) Ohhhhhhhh ([Lloyd Banks] what Whoo Kid)

Ain't No Click [Tony Yayo] Yee nigga ###### back hunger for more Tony's home Yo Banks I told these niggas man [Lloyd Banks] Yall done ###### up now Yee! Yeeeeee! [Tony Yayo] Here We go [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Aint no click like the one I'm with If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this ###### (Now) If you aint reppin where you from this is (Down) We gettin dough everywhere we go And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this ###### (Now) If you aint reppin where you from sit down [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] By now I know you done seen me On your stadium or TV with three eighty on the EV I skeet babies on your breezy and I aint stoppin Only Jake the Jacob could freeze me Leaves me and its bye bye gone We got guns like Pop-eye arms I put a ring on their finger But the rats still askin cause theres one in all they mind Im the Rap Phil Jackson n I built a rep for murderin every Whoo Kid, Kayslay and Big Mike admit it the kid tight, And you aint even put up a fight so its back to da amatures, Wrapped in ya sandwhiches I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand with us They hop in the van with us and clap on cameras I hit the clubs now I'm back tourin Canada Amongst weed smokers, and crap floor gamblers [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Make sure the birds dont get brought to 'em I watched Kobe go from the basketball court to the courtroom Go ahead try n do me harm soldier you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower And I'll be ###### if I co-sign a old snitch that was gangbangin when jaws was a goldfish I'm the name they all screamin on the street for bullyin the bassline and leanin on the beat I'm well known now so you see me on the creeps schemin on a freak fan blade leanin on a jeep Aint walkin with the fire, so if you say banks in ya verse then you better be talkin bout Tyra From PA to LA, Atlanta to Texas, Nashville to Memphis, My buzz is tremendous I pass thru the city slow, but the hit the gas on the silly hoe Dumps like ###### in my video [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Aint no click like the one I'm with If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this ###### (Now) If you aint reppin where you from this is (Down) We gettin dough everywhere we go And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now) G Unit niggaz is runnin this ###### (Now) If you aint reppin where you from sit down [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] (Ayo banks let me put some work in, its been a while) Ayo, uno, dos, tres, cuatro my clique eat like the 12 holy apostles And bust down models in flushed out tahoes jewels froze look like we hit the lotto P89, my clique filled wit hollows stun in the club get hit with yellow bottles Don't speak ma, if your neck dont swallow cuz 50 push bentleys and Dre push Diablos That Eminem money got cash in my eskro screws Mcduck say swimmin in my cash flow Yay rappers cracked man I got the best blow best flow, Banks put me in the booth lets go think like castro, Games in the lasso dont jump in the Benz without steps on the petro God gave me this flow so I am special and 16 bars nigga I'm finished, finito! [Chorus] [Tony Yayo] We Told YAll Muthafuckas Man! Yall Niggas Look Like Us And Smell Like Us But Your Not Us Man! Lloyd Banks Hunger For More! We Back Nigga! 50 The General! Young Dezzy Buck! Game! The Rap Game Is Ours Nigga! Hunger For More! Rida Music Nigga! This For Them Gangsta, Them Generals, Them Comrades! Uh Huh! This Is Rida Music! (HaHa)

Piggy Bank [Chorus x2- 50 Cent] Clickity clank clickity clank The money goes into my piggy bank [bridge- 50 Cent] I'll get atcha, my knife cuts ya skin I'll get atcha, blow shots at ya man I'll get atcha, Tupac don't pretend I'll get atcha, I'll put that to an end [Verse 1- 50 Cent] That ###### is oh, don't be screamin' get at me dawg Have you runnin' for ya life when I match ya boy I get to wavin' that semi, like its legal A lil nigga hurt his arm lettin' off that eagle You know me, black on black bentley, big ol' black nine I'll clap your monkey ######, get black on black crime Big ol' chrome rims, clean you know why I shine C'mon man, you know how I shine I'm in the hood, in the drop, Teflon final top Got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, why I don't hear no shots That fat nigga thought Lean Back was "In Da Club" My ###### sold 11 mill, his ###### was a dud Jada don't ###### with me if you wanna eat Cause I'll do your lil ###### like Jay did Mobb Deep Yeah homie, in New York, niggas like your vocals But that song in New York, dawg your ###### is local [Chorus x2- 50 Cent] Clickity clank clickity clank The money goes into my piggy bank [bridge- 50 Cent] Yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah [Verse 2- 50 Cent] Banks ###### sells, Buck ###### sells, Game ###### sells I'm rich as hell, Shyne poppin' off his mouth from a cell He don't want it with me, he in DC I can have a nigga run up on him with a shank Purchase a few pennies out my piggy bank Yayo, bring the condoms, I'm in room 203 Freak ###### look like Kim before the surgeory Its an emergency, a Michael Jackson see Looked at a picture and said she looks like me Kelis said her milkshake brings all the boys to the yard Then Nas went and tattooed the ###### on his arm I mean that way out in Cali, niggas know these guns First thing they say about you, is you a sucker for love This is chess, not checkers, these are wrong shots After your next move I'll give you what I got [Chorus x2- 50 Cent] Clickity clank clickity clank The money goes into my piggy bank [bridge- 50 Cent] Yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah yeah yeah, get more money, more money Yeah [bridge- 50 Cent] I'll get atcha, I'll punch out your grill I'll get atcha, let off that blue steal I'll get atcha, nigga I'm for real I'll get atcha, you'll get your ###### killed [Outro- 50 Cent] Yeah Yeah Hahahaha Ya'll niggas gotta do somethin' now man All that shoot 'em up ###### ya'll be talkin' You gotta do somethin' baby I mean, I mean c'mon man everybody's listenin' nigga everybody's listenin' Hahahaha I know you ain't gon' just let 50 do you like that I mean ###### rep your hood nigga nigga you hard right? Pop off Yayo get ?? niggas on the phone And tell the niggas I said grip up niggas got a green light on these monkies Hahahaha

I'm Supposed To Die Tonight [intro- 50 Cent] Ahh man You know where the niggas be at right? Take me to 'em [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the ###### okay I'm down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded I'm down to ride tonight Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded Somebody gon' die tonight [Verse 1- 50 Cent] This is nothin' new, I been in the position before Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door Different day, same ######, old mac, new clip Thirty two hollow tips, gloves, no rubber grip I'm a boss, but niggas never show no respect I catch 'em slippin', I have 'em tongue kissin' my tec Wanna come test me, ###### boy don't try Police responds, never fast enough, the shots fired Don't be stupid, find out who you ######' wit son 'Fore we find out where ya ###### gets her hair and nails done Its elementary, life is but a dream You know row, row ya boat, your blood forms a stream After you get hit, you shoulda thought about the ###### You took that paper, you take a life or ya life get took ###### Sometimes, I sit and look at life from a different angle Don't know if I'm God's child or I'm Satan's angel [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the ###### okay I'm down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded I'm down to ride tonight Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded Somebody gon' die tonight [Verse 2- 50 Cent] In 2002, if you asked me to make a wish I simply woulda wished that my music would be a hit Big said ######, niggas wanna stick me for my paper And pray for my downfall, I understand it all But me, I'm a little more flashy a nigga So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga I'm on that keflon vest ######, that wild wild west ###### And eighty one 1 carrot stones in my necklace I shine so hard, I make ###### wanna kill me Every projects and every hood I go, they feel me Know it sounds like rap, but this ###### is real B I don't talk that rich ######, but nigga I'm filthy When I come out to play, had my mom been with me You could bet your bottom dollar that revolver with me Homeboy, frontin' on me will shorten your life span Hold the mic with my left, the knife in my right hand [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the ###### okay I'm down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded I'm down to ride tonight Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded Somebody gon' die tonight [intro- 50 Cent] Ahh man You know where the niggas be at right? Take me to 'em [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the ###### okay I'm down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded I'm down to ride tonight Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded Somebody gon' die tonight [Verse 1- 50 Cent] This is nothin' new, I been in the position before Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door Different day, same ######, old mac, new clip Thirty two hollow tips, gloves, no rubber grip I'm a boss, but niggas never show no respect I catch 'em slippin', I have 'em tongue kissin' my tec Wanna come test me, ###### boy don't try Police responds, never fast enough, the shots fired Don't be stupid, find out who you ######' wit son 'Fore we find out where ya ###### gets her hair and nails done Its elementary, life is but a dream You know row, row ya boat, your blood forms a stream After you get hit, you shoulda thought about the ###### You took that paper, you take a life or ya life get took ###### Sometimes, I sit and look at life from a different angle Don't know if I'm God's child or I'm Satan's angel [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the ###### okay I'm down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded I'm down to ride tonight Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded Somebody gon' die tonight [Verse 2- 50 Cent] In 2002, if you asked me to make a wish I simply woulda wished that my music would be a hit Big said ######, niggas wanna stick me for my paper And pray for my downfall, I understand it all But me, I'm a little more flashy a nigga So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga I'm on that keflon vest ######, that wild wild west ###### And eighty one 1 carrot stones in my necklace I shine so hard, I make ###### wanna kill me Every projects and every hood I go, they feel me Know it sounds like rap, but this ###### is real B I don't talk that rich ######, but nigga I'm filthy When I come out to play, had my mom been with me You could bet your bottom dollar that revolver with me Homeboy, frontin' on me will shorten your life span Hold the mic with my left, the knife in my right hand [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the ###### okay I'm down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, AK loaded I'm down to ride tonight Its smokin', street locin', locked and loaded Somebody gon' die tonight

This Is 50 [intro] This is 50 [Chorus] I don't know what you take me for I don't really play that ###### I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that ###### [Verse 1] I got a hit ya, its ya trigger finger, nigga its a killa in me not to spray that ###### I got enough ammo shots to blow I up a hole in every ###### out this ###### I unload then reload, when you get hit I supposed you gon' be strong enough to take this ###### I'm in the hood ridin' round with a chrome fo' pound, can you see thru the windows see tints I do dirt, the gat bussa, get to kickin' up dust, 'fore the jakes come around here kid niggas get knocked if they start askin' question, my name end up in all types of ###### I be a gangsta, a nigga till I die fo' sho', whether I'm poor or I'm filthy rich Now what you know about movin' that ?? and flake for that cake, I get rid of them bricks [Chorus x2] I don't know what you take me for I don't really play that ###### I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that ###### [Verse 2] Man I gotta have shoes, you know chrome 22's, everytime I get a brand new whip I rolled around in a 5, till my money ???, then I went back and got that six I'm in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day, I call up the milk truck and ###### I have ya hoe, eyeballin' at the light, ###### pimpin', you should take time to check that ###### You saw me ridin through the hood, actin' like its all good, but I'm lookin' for a ??? and ###### And a nigga with a knife, you can turn on ya lights, I mean my niggas in ya crib nigga holla if there's a problem, and your niggas got drama, I got burners for sell and ###### Got the macs, got the nines, got them tecks all the time, holo-tips and the extra clips [Chorus x2] I don't know what you take me for I don't really play that ###### I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that ###### [bridge] Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over everything about me be gangsta Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I won't hesitate to pop or shank ya Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over they can hustle and I'm in your ###### Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over you don't listen you gon' get ya ###### hit [Outro] This is 50 Yeah nigga cherish me Like the water you drink Like the air you breathe You need me to live Yeah

In My Hood [Verse 1] Niggas screw they face up at me On some real ###### son, they don't want beef I ###### that, aim that ###### out the window Spray, there ain't a shell that bend my heat Ya'll niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay down Get hit with a K round, ya ###### ain't gon' make it You niggas gon' get layed out in blood and ya brains out Have you on the concrete, shiverin' and shakin' I'm from Southside ######, where the gats explode If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll niggas'll heat ya ###### up cause they heart turns cold Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load The party jump, with shorty bouncin' that ###### I won't ######, gimme a second, I'ma holla, I'ma see whats up I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in my trunk Carve ya ###### up nice, you play me like a punk [Chorus] In my hood niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where without my strap In my hood A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't know how to act In my hood niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat In my hood niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' around to buck back In my hood [Verse 2] I don't trust a ######' soul when the D's come they fool On my first case they told, where I'm from it ain't safe To have more than a ??, niggas'll come to your place Put a gun in your face, tell ya open the safe As your heart starts to race cause a robbery could turn into a homo-case Co-opperate or Doc will have to op-porate, niggas will pop at you Run the light, then pop at Jake, trust me son, niggas will go hard for that cake These thirsty niggas will lurk, then you'll have to catch 'em and murk 'em I'm observin' in my hood, these niggas be dumbin' Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is 'em runnin' They make it harder and harder to pump on the block I'm a hustler, how the ###### I'm supposed to eat when its hot [Chorus] In my hood niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where without my strap In my hood A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't know how to act In my hood niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat In my hood niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' around to buck back In my hood [Verse 3] That house party off the hook, until the shots go off Well thats what you get for stuntin' on my block show off Uhh you ###### out of luck if niggas catch you slippin' Crack money slow so you know niggas is trippin' Shorty down there, on the Queens track takin' a whippin' ######, ###### get out a pocket, she needs some discipline Peep the fiends, shootin' diesel in his arm in the alley Look at the chrome spinners spinnin' on that black DeNalli The grimey niggas where I'm from, they wanna see you chipped up You shine, they gon' ?? and shoot your whip up It ain't good to do good in my hood [Gunshot] You know not to do good now [Chorus] In my hood niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where without my strap In my hood A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't know how to act In my hood niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat In my hood niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' around to buck back In my hood

Intro New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop "G UNIT" "Somthin new" I'm not that nigga in your video I'm not a trick I don't love the hoes and Niggaz know, I be on the low but I miss my dawg and I twist my drawer I'm not that nigga that you think you know I walk around with a big fo-fo You front on me I'm gone get at your dawg I be at rite are your crib, right at your door What up 50? Coming up I ain't have much, but I wanted alot I had paper for a hoopty but I wanted a drop so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin im so hard at nine-teen I bought a benz, I did. The older niggaz really wasn't feelin the kid Try to find where I live so they could run in my crib but you can't hustle a hustler I peeped it and slid Back then, Niggaz used to call me bo At six months I told them "Million go tops on Gar-bo" Country came around, hes into clappin country left, same ###### started happening Like "He shot rob for some ends, rob shot joe for some skins, Cory shot drew and we was friends, money turned boys into men The cycle never changes, ###### just starts again.. "naw nigga, ain't nuthin changed nigga, yea I've been gone for a minute, but I'm BACK!" (###### 50 it's good to see you back in the hood) you see my cherry red SL nigga I'm doin good sometimes I can't find the words to say how I feel so, I take a quote from menace "LOOK AT THE WHEELS!!" I'm addicted to stuntin, now that I'm holdin something, I got a trunk full of guns from VA to ? (oh will you let me hold something?) nigga you high or something? I don't play games I'm bout my money nigga buy something! I got a few 5ths, I got a few 9's, Here nigga take one... "yea, don't ever say I don't do nothing for you nigga, you kno don't say I didn't look out for you. KnowhatImean? But make sure nigga that you go catch some jokes when you come back you gonna have my paper for that thang thang knowhatI'msayin? I don't want it back, don't try to use it then give it back to me Cuz I ya'll niggaz now, runnin around sayin "50 getting all this rap money and he won't help us" ha ha... Sit tight nigga I'm comin! You know? New ######!!! All the ###### I put out on the mix tapes is for the mix tapes I got a million... ... OH MY GOD!! My ###### is so hot right now I'm in the zone

Breathe On Me It's so hot in here Oh, it's so hot, and I need some air. Oh boy, don't stop 'cos I'm halfway there It's not complicated, we're just syncopated We can read each other's minds. One love united Two bodies synchronising Don't even need to touch me Baby, just Breathe on me, yeah, oh Baby just, breathe on me We don't need to touch, just Breathe, oh, yeah Oh, this is way beyond the physical (it's a way beyond the physical) Tonight, my senses don't make sense at all Our imagination, taking us to places We have never been before Take me in, let it out Don't even need to touch me Baby, just Breathe on me, yeah, oh baby Just, breathe on me. We don't need to touch, just Breathe (breathe) on (on) me (me), oh baby Just, breathe (breathe) on (on) me (me) We don't need to touch Just breathe Monogamy is the way to go Just put your lips together and blow Breathe, breathe, oh Breathe on me (oh oh) oh Baby just, breathe on me (on me) We don't need to touch, just Breathe (breathe) on (on) me (me) oh Baby just, breathe (breathe) on (on) me (me) We don't need to touch, just

Do Somethin' Intro] Do you feel this I know you feel this Are You ready? I dont think so [Part 1] Somebody give me my truck So I can ride on the clouds So I can turn up the bass like... Somebody pass my guitar So I can look like a star And spend this cash like... Whatchu gonna do when the croud goes Ayo? Why you standin' on the wall? Music startin' everywhere So why dont you just move along? [Chorus] I see you lookin at me Like I'm some kind of freak Care to buy me a seat Why dont you do somethin'? I see you lookin' at me Like I got what you need Get on up and, Why dont you do somethin'? [Part 2] Now you all in my grill Cause I say what I feel Only rocks on what's real Baby bump bump But I can't do that with you Only here with my crew I can roll if you can Dont be a punk punk Whatchu gonna do when the croud goes Ayo? Why you standin' on the wall? Music startin' everywhere So why dont you just move along? [Chorus x2] Na nananananana Uh! Na nananananananana [bridge] I see you lookin' over here Cant you tell I'm havin' fun If you care like I know You would stop starrin' at us And get your own space And do somethin' [chorus x2] ######! Do Somethin' Ow! Why dont you do somethin'?

I've Just Begun (Having My Fun) Here is a little story that I made up So Let's make believe Four years ago I had a party that was too much fun for me Boy there's a sexy guy He'd surely give me everything I need Sometimes I let temptation go too far and get the best of me All I gotta say is I just wanna have some fun And I'll do it until I'm done I'm telling you I'm just a crazy kind of girl I'll tell it to the world I've just begun having my fun Inside me there's something I found I wanna shop around I just begun Don't wanna settle down The conversation was going over 'til I turned my hair He started touching me and kissing me Like he didn't care I thought at first I should go home But then fell asleep in the chair All I gotta say is I just wanna have some fun And I'll do it until I'm done I'm telling you I'm just a crazy kind of girl I'll tell it to the world I've just begun having my fun Inside me there's something I found I wanna shop around I just begun Don't wanna settle down I'm just a crazy kind of girl I'll tell it to the world I've just begun having my fun Inside me there's something I found I wanna shop around I just begun Don't wanna settle down I just wanna have a good time I just wanna be myself And don't let anybody tell you it's any differently I wanna enjoy the sunshine And do the things that I need To see what feels good to me I'm just so crazy I'm just a crazy kind of girl I'll tell it to the world I've just begun having my fun Inside me there's something I found I wanna shop around I just begun Don't wanna settle down I just begun I just begun having my fun I just begun Having my fun, yeah!

I'm Not A Girl, Not Yet A Woman I used to think I had the answers to everything But now I know Life doesn't always Go my way, yeah... Feels like I'm caught in the middle That's when I realize... (Chorus) I'm not a girl Not yet a woman All I need is time A moment that is mine While I'm in between (Verse 2) I'm not a girl There is no need to protect me Its time that I Learn to face up to this on my own I've seen so much more than u know now So tell me to shut my eyes I'm not a girl Not yet a woman All I need is time A moment that is mine While I'm in between I'm not a girl But if u look at me closely You will see it my eyes This girl will always find Her way I'm not a girl (I'm not a girl don't tell me what to believe) Not Yet a woman (I'm just tryin to find the woman in me, yeah) All I need is time (All I need) A moment that is mine (That is mine) While I'm in between I'm not a girl Not yet a woman All I need is time (is All I need) A moment that is mine While I'm in between I'm not a girl Not yet a woman

Outrageous Outrageous When I move my body Outrageous When I'm at a party Outrageous In my sexy jeans Outrageous When I'm on the scene Outrageous My sex drive Outrageous My shoppin' spree Outrageous We on a world tour Outrageous Let's be it, girl Outrageous Sexy as I wanna be Got these fellas chasin' me It's 'bout time I hit the streets All my girls still feelin' me B girl ain't lost the beat Jumped over drama and I landed on my feet Gotta keep goin' No stoppin' me And if you don't like it, then La la la la la la la We are over here Comin' to ya like a world premiere Trench coat and my underwear Let's go with this freak show It's outrageous When I move my body Outrageous When I'm at a party Outrageous In my sexy jeans Outrageous When I'm on the scene Outrageous My sex drive Outrageous My shoppin' spree Outrageous We on a world tour Outrageous Let's be it, girl Outrageous I'm about to bring the heat Lockin' down the industry All dressed up and glamorous Red carpet and cameras Take trips around the globe Keeps on my Jeeps so nobody knows So hot, gotcha coming out ya clothes I'm about to give ya the La la la la la la la We are over here Coming to ya like a world premiere Trench coat and my underwear Let's go with this freak show It's outrageous When I move my body Outrageous When I'm at a party Outrageous In my sexy jeans Outrageous When I'm on the scene Outrageous My sex drive Outrageous My shopping spree Outrageous We on a world tour Outrageous Let's be it, girl I just wanna be happy In a place where love is free Can you take me there Somebody, ooh And when you mention my name Make sure you know the truth, yeah Until I vow to keep it forever Outrageous When I move my body Outrageous When I'm at a party Outrageous In my sexy jeans Outrageous When I'm on the scene Outrageous My sex drive Outrageous My shopping spree Outrageous We on a world tour Outrageous Just be it, girl Outrageous When I move my body Outrageous When I'm at a party Outrageous In my sexy jeans Outrageous When I'm on the scene Outrageous My sex drive Outrageous My shopping spree Outrageous We on a world tour Outrageous Just be it, girl