:] This for my nigga man! I do it for his block! I do it for this block! {"Cold corner"! } I do it for his block! {Damn! } I do it for this block! [Verse
nigga man! I do it for his block! I do it for this block! {"COLD CORNER"! } I do it for his block! {DAMN! } I do it for this block! [Verse:] Ugh! - I
This for my nigga man! I do it for his block! I do it for this block! {"Cold corner"! } I do it for his block! {Damn! } I do it for this block! [Verse
ghetto I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin Buicks I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music Even when, I don't do it
on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga (Die nigga) Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I live it nigga Came from the country, dirty south get it
I'll use the Colt, the Taurus, or the Ruger I'll pop some through ya Dirty is what I'll do ya I-I'll use the Sig, the pump, or the German Luger [2x] [LLoyd Banks
do this for a livin' Put two in the street while theres two in the kitchen Put guns in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?" We give for they knew who
[Intro: Lloyd Banks] Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a
gorilla this industry man Y'all niggas better know, y'all niggas better fear us nigga Word to my mother nigga, fuck y'all niggas wanna do 1 2 4 nigga G-Unit, 50 Cent, Tony Yayo Lloyd Banks
it and pop it (bllaaatt)and if its beef my nigga then let your guns do tha talkin' the graveyard has got plenty room for a coffin (haha)they say we responsible for
later I read your head, you be a Robin I know your type, hoppin' all over beat screamin' You call it hypin' yourself up, I call it street dreamin' I do it for
up under me dog And it feel like I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let MAKAVELI fool you homey thuggin it
chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it in the store the shit moving Gave 'em a hundred bars, they ain't think I could do it Came with two hundred, ***** this
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-unit, motherfucker its a rap Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for that
dollars holla. [Verse 1] You gonna need more than 50 Cent to play this game Nigga hating on me cause I'm doin my own thang I aint Lloyd Banks, bitch.
fucking album come out... and kill 'em! Hear the breakdown, Time to separate the men from the boys, Take it straight to the bank, call it Christopher Lloyd, Call it