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- 50 Cent The Banks Workout 歌詞
- 50 Cent
- I hear a lotta talkin niggas must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggas ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gong get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
These niggas don't really want war (nah)
They just walk around fronting
Cause I walk around stunting
Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea)
If you really want something
We can show up at your front door
I know my history
My family tree done said "master" (uh-huh)
F**k living positive cause negativity spreads faster
A celebrity has ta bulletproof his car
'Cause big hits come flying through ya door like Casper (WOO)
I'm smoking out the jar (jar) scoping out the bar
Distracted see shorty breast poking out the bra (uh-huh)
Not the type to go spark metal in
Start thinking you gangsta 'cause
You hit a park yellow van (yea)
Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man
Talk tough 'til you get cuffed and start telling damn
Everyday I got a new bitch and when
I'm done with her
It'll look like
She dived head first into cool whip
You only gong wind up dead trying to prove shit
I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick
I gotta have bucks on the waist
I'm hungry like a south african
With fly stuck to his face
Catch Banks in a truck full of bass
Remember I'm a batchelor the 4 or 5 ducks outta space
You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped
The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump
I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew
Cook and clean for the kid
Like silly in color purple
I know you wanna pop me but
If I hit you first
The exit wound gong be the size of a hockey puck
F**k I really hold the rubber
I send Sparks at you and
I don't mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm aiming for a video cover huge tall bustas
A pound and a philly hold the smuggler
G Unit's whats up right now
The Gucci cloth is on a newport sign upsidedown
You gotta come a little harder nigga
You wear jerseys while mine a throwback
And yours is a Starter
You still gotta beg a ho
And you mad 'cause you blowin on oregano
You niggas'll never blow
Anyone to step in my ring is brave
I don't know a thing about hair styling
But I can make a finger weave
Short stay leave her butt in the telly
Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly
I'm about to get this deal shorty know
Thats why she foaming out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill
I ain't loud around a snitch
I don't crowd around a btich
The jumpsuit match with the Carolina kicks
I been sick since niggas was on Harlod Miner dick
I could call up a chick
And put a child around her lips
Niggas can't stand the fact that I'm real
I kidnap the Queen from the castle
And put her back on the pill
Gimme Barbie at her best
Bacardi at the chest(UH-HUH)
I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk
Useta have ta push up now I hardly got ta press
Got two guns and both lead to cardiac arrest
My success got suckers salty
Blowin steam like a cup of coffee
Click POW get these f**kas off me
I hear a lotta talking niggas must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggas ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gong get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now G-Unit
Nigga ain't nutting change
You move I'll blow your brains
Yea
Lloyd Banks nigga
Whats up nigga
It's 50 nigga
You f**king with him right
I know you f**king with him 'cause
I said you f**king with him
Thats my baby right there
Thats my boy right there my young nigga
Whats up nigga
What the f**k
I hear niggas hollering
That "keep it real" and all that nigga
Nigga if you talking all that gangsta shit
Nigga we get it popping nigga
Whats up nigga
Anytime nigga
I don't give a f**k if it's 4 in the afternoon nigga
Any where you see me nigga
Let's go
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