[Intro]
You guys got fat while everybody starved on the street
It's my turn

[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, yea
Lloyd banks
G-unit

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Even my baby know his bigger brother roll with a ratchet
He only 7 years old and know where I stash it
You a battery and right before you talk they charge it
So you a store on shoes a walking target
Getting served at your jobs cause the jewellery I own
That makes ya bitch eyes the same size as Kermit the frogs
Watch ya ass when ya step to em
My n***as here they just play the rear like the other half of The Neptunes
Willi through his game at the sky blue
And have the doctors wrapping up your bean like your erkiah badu
Whenever I slid through I'm high off skunk
With a pump that il leave a n***a red as a pirot
Where I'm from there's options dead or survival
You could sleep with ya gun or go to bed with your bible
The hood fucked up may some of the best deceased
I blow an o for my n***a Jah rest in peace
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
G-unit n***a this is how we get down
Wherever I'm at the gun and the clips round
Stop running your mouth before you hear that click sound
Cause you be laid down and I be outta town
I came to far to play these games with you
Get off your ass maybe you can famous too
Don't be surprised of the things that a lame il do
When they fucked up and you ballin

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Get your head run if you want and get that rain pass
You know the mob from the projectz out on queens bridge
We popping it off and y'all ain't saying shit
I die infamous death you go like a bitch
They bury me with all my jewellery
And while I breath just keep getting filthy
It's nuttin but cash and that's how the shit go
We the feeble the bad you feebley stay broke
We staying stiff you n***as think shits jokes
My gun il rain at your friends and you kinfolks
We get the stars out on cali on the sidewalk
You get to stay alive you do the smart thing go
And that's real shit, we the best at this
Gangsta shit y'all do what y'all do we live it
N***as heads I'l spin like the exorcist
You approach with that bullshit n***a the infamous and
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
G-unit n***a this is how we get down
Wherever I'm at the gun and the clips round
Stop running your mouth before you hear that click sound
Cause you be laid down and I be outta town
I came to far to play these games with you
Get off your ass maybe you can famous too
Don't be surprised of the things that a lame il do
When they fucked up and you ballin