[Lloyd Banks] 
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[Lloyd Banks [bad word]  
You already know, my mind is on my dough 
millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe 
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door 
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro 
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know 
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll 
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door 
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) 

[Lloyd Banks Verse] 
I move like there's popo behind me 
Cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey 
44 beside me, hoes know where to find me 
Where ever there's money, yeah i'm the [bad word] honey (whoo) 
Hood [bad word] with [bad word] brick money 
If I go broke, I'll make you and your man strip dummy 
Yeah [bad word]  you don't want it with them, there bigger cross us 
Your on something, weed, their liquor, scared [bad word]  here trigger 
Teflon, chest con, G'z Up, freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn 
It's the protege of [bad word] (uh huh), inspired by Biggie (uh huh) 
Burns more then Ziggie (uh huh), the lil' niggaz dig me (whooo) 
I've been stressed out lately, so i'm smokin' more than ever 
Then smacked in the hood, good pumpin' out my lever 
I'm a goodfella in a G-unit hood sweater 
If your [bad word] give me a sign, i'ma get her 

[Lloyd Banks [bad word]  
You already know, my mind is on my dough 
millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe 
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door 
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro 
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know 
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll 
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door 
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) 

[50 Cent:] 
There's always folks, moving around with the toasters 
Push the rock through the smoker's, warnin' do not approach us 
We in the club with the pokers, steppin' in Gucci loafers 
Stuntin' in testerosous, down in front with the vultures 
My clique be the coldest, baddest [bad word] they know us 
After the show they blow us and do all types of [bad word] for us 
Now I can speak for me, cuz me everywhere I be 
Niggaz know i'm a G, got it locked, got the keys 
We movin' bundles of D, sippin' on Hennessey 
Buck rollin' the trees, Banks countin' the cheese 
We get the paper then breeze, [bad word] we overseas 
You stuck in the hood, ahh that ain't good 
Different town, different tour, different telly, different [bad word] 
Triple x, wet , who's next, latex 
Condom, condo, i'm tight, my money long though 
You lookin' for a drink [bad word]  i ain't what you lookin' for 

[Lloyd Banks [bad word]  
You already know, my mind is on my dough 
millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe 
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door 
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro 
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know 
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll 
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door 
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) 

[Young Buck:] 
I'm out on bond, but the '40 still on me 
Bouncin' round like Lil Jon, thinkin' 'bout my dead homies 
Watch i hit me a lick, and go get me a brick 
I keep on losin' shootin' dice, and i'm sick of this [bad word] 
Clienteles still poppin', so the [bad word] [bad word]  
And my neighbours is watchin', but we still gettin' money, on this block 
Till' the sun drop, i dont have a home 
I will not stop sellin' rocks, thug till' i'm gone 
Got a co