[Lloyd Banks] Yee! (laughs) [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] These n***as wanna see me Cuz of the way I shine But it aint that easy To get mine You get ya a** laid down [Voice in beat] Down The paint is peelin Now When the chips are down Down You gotta lose all feelin Now Your head goes round n [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Funny how the world revolves around my click Cuz just a year ago a n***a ain Me and my right hand share the same outfit Which fueled the fire that I air the game out with (whoo) It For that platinum n***as I The rubberband man be god damned if I can (oh) Let another n***a fill my spot If a n***as steal from me it I gon' stop lettin that steering peel on the block, why not? [Chorus x2] [Verse 2: The Game] Banks they think I I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix I So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face lift Magazines wanna know where they f** L.A. been It almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in 2001 I was playin my playstation I heard 9 shots , I All I could think about as hidin It was either that or the state pen I woke up out of that coma Police waitin [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Pa** the weed and let a n***a get into a zone Papa left me all alone in the world to roam But now I A year past now, caw dead and L gone And I So think about that before you make your songs dick (dick) Or lose a limb, please don Cause I If I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride (ride) Every strip, block, and projects is on my side I Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo) [Chorus x2]