peel back, but I had to kill that Real niggaz from the turf, shit I know y'all feel that We won't talk, ain't no need for that (fuck that) The word on
clean gangsta lean I got green but I serve dubs like it ain't no thingi hang with OG players don't set trip boy you might hit the '''' I don't slack
S-T-O-N, T-E-X-A-S Where you can get good weed good drank, or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click, or rep the Swishahouse And we don't
move ["Move" Echo] 50 ain't gangsta Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta Yayo ain't gangsta Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta Look at what you niggas made Ain't
the boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that Mike? And don't
move (Move Echo) 50 ain't gangsta Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta Yayo ain't gangsta Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta You at what you niggas made Ain't
(feat. Mary J. Blige, Rah Digga, Missy Elliot, Lloyd Bank) (feat. Mary J. Blige, Rah Digga, Missy Elliot, Lloyd Banks, Papoose, DMX & Eminem) Touch
bring it - babe - watch it - turn it - leave it - stop - format it" [repeat 6x] [Intro: Busta Rhymes (Lloyd Banks)] Aiyyo Swizz (It ain't over) we sone
me I still wouldn't sign You done lost yo' mind, bumped yo' head Try to stop my shine but I got bread And I ain't got time, to hear what they said When
Yea, 50cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo [Lloyd Banks:] This rap shit plays a major part in my life She looked for jack but realize that i got the ride Well
roar I think he's flyin Eight outta eight on movin targets You run? You still dyin Check my resume, I am oh so loco Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't
the shooter [Verse Two: Lloyd Banks] Uh, it's been (Deeper than Rap), I eat, shit, go to sleep with my gat It's us three against the industry, let's keep it like that Click
Squeeze till the Llama hot, I'll have ya ass in drama op! I cause havoc if you come in my vacinity Mutha-fuck the police, Officer Rick' the enemy! [Chrous: 50 Cent (Lloyd Bank
! [Chorus: 50 Cent] Ya'll niggas ain't fuckin with us (nah) Ya'll ain't fuckin with us homie Ya'll ain't fuckin with us (nah) Ya'll ain't fuckin with
't worry about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] You don't think
there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin
second I colonic'd it Ain't nobody fucking with me, I plutonic'd it Bet I got some slippers on, bet go honour it These ain't even real clothes homie I