Lloyd Banks - The Raw lyrics

[Intro] See they ain't fooling nobody I know they be talking the same ole' sh** I be talking See y'all won't let me do no sh** like that See I gotta put a little cursive in my sh** or y'all won't even buy it Do to the fact that therefore some people... [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] I feel like I'm enough to go around So I'm in and out them twins In my big boy truck Younger than the rims I welcome the wealth but it come with sins n***as turn they backs on him Now their stomachs thin Pound, Yen stacks on ten Whopper turned into the Macs With the Rach on him My temper lost, figured I make it back off then Look at the Cross exhaust of the Lac gold rim I get it in Shorty say she love the way my swaggers And my lifestyle unlike the ordinary rapper All this sh** is really his And he really got the cig Next thing I knew I had both my titties round his dick (shiiiittt) You know I beat her like a thief White beamer by the beach Wife beater and my sneaks Non-belief is in grief Silence your beef You can have it anyway you want Come violence or peace [Bridge: (Lloyd Banks)] Them same ones that be talking bout im dirty Be buying my sh** and hiding it (P dot L dot K) [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Microphone check one, two Line a crew up Give me a crew, I'll run through I ain't a motherf**ing ? Kung-fu won't matter when that ratter go boom Where I go the chatter go too I'm part of the industry that I won't do Matter fact it's washed up Y'all can have it back, magnum wrapped Yeah I'm stuck to the street, I rather that Whips sh**tin' back to back They need a shovel truck Been doing my thing Still sound like you coming up Same state, different s*ut n***as complaining You know I don't give a f** You know I don't lift a buck Not even that ? sick when I bent Rainman I make it shower like Kemp Hit the casino with tall G'zz And I be out by the palm trees while you wearing long sleeves [Outro: (Lloyd Banks)] I do not resent that I'll take the sales anyway you wanna give them to me (I'll see you at the top n***a) But I thought it wasn't fair to the people (G-unit till I drop n***a) (Two G'zz up) (Southside) (We in here) (Or here)