[Verse 1]: Lloyd Banks
80's baby, product of the era with the stem
On record, don't need no rep from no rapper, and that from them
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Winnin', you neva lost, dumb n***a, you lack within
Corny n***a's shakin' in they slims on live radio
k** ‘em on my lonely corny 45 rape me flow
The four feet Louie sneaks with the navy sole
Phone tapped for three weeks, so icy made my lady cold
Uh! I'm kickin' b**hes out with style
Neva talk to pillows, keep my business out the crowd
---[ ?]---hit the strippers with a thou' like, BOW! Check out my
Playa lifestyle
[And though I mean it call don't quit]?, don't got to say it twice now
I hit the ink and drop it down, you can't even bring my lights down
Ain't nobody seein' me, all I see is opportunity
Pain, power and pa**ion, pourin' out me since puberty
Aye, yo, you don't want the glory? [ ? ] my community
Flyin' border you saw me, shawty with all of my j**ellery
Callin' me usually, 40 ‘s go to the family, yo
Somethin' in the water, goons will k** you for a cameo
Where the money go, where can't he go. Understand me though
Bunch of models up, he got everyone on your camera roll
[Verse 2]: Tony Yayo
I'm in the club, got them k**a' n***as with me
I need 50… bottles, 50 models as thick as Nicki
Southside in the club with me
And my n***a Kidd Kidd got the twin 50's
The S5-50, the 20-14, wanted a drug dealer car since the age of 14
Flee the scene, came birdie and from Beantown
Got the beam on the strap when I swing round
DaVinci down, my belt H-Town
Hermed sh**, hold the tray down
I used to move work on a greyhound
In an Amtrak, my mule a** fat , 62 all up in the a** crack
I flipped that, then I call my connect back
My baby gotta eat, I need Similac
Make a movie with the Pryex, Cinemax
[Verse 3]: Young Buck
f** what I been through, yeah I'm goin' through it, and no-one do it better though
And everything in my past, I had to let it go
From my arrest raids up until my essays
Let's just say my n***a', my debt's paid
There's one stage and one mic
But the money still green and the bricks white
Check in muthaf**ers while I take flight
I never seen nothin' money can't make right
No manager, been managing my own
Nanna callin' my phone and the damage is gone
This sh** crazy, too late cuz the camera's on
This sh** amazing, rappers get the stamina goin'
You get the line? Talkin' bout the shells that they buyin'
And the jets that they flyin', he ain't neva got a dime like me
The East side is who you need to be, cuz the outside ain't you and the partner we see
[Verse 4]: Kidd Kidd
Look, starin' at the haters, Ray-Ban lasers
Better off cuttin' your hair if you're tryin' to fade us
All kinds of gators, flavor's not related
Your girl want it now, Banks' will do her later
[Verse 5]: Lloyd Banks
Verse 6]: Tony Yayo