Lloyd Banks

[fox69]

"Greenday (Remix)"
(feat. Havoc & Cormega)

"Greenday (Remix)"
(feat. Havoc & Cormega)



[Intro:]
NON STOP!
"V5"!

[Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}:]
Uh! - Music Molotov microphone manipulator
Full blown baller baby - he in a incubator
Red laser on any infiltrator
Comin' with' that bullshit nigga, you leave a cripple hater. {COME ON!}
3rd times the charm, that means triple paper
All kinds of Don, Moet and liquor major.
And it's the underrated, most hated
My thoughts are R rated horror reincarnated;
Uh! - Criminaltize and gray skies
Concrete cries and steak knives - anything to stay alive.
Money fuels, ya drive. - Life's materialized!
Ain't no more wives. - Just slides!
Learn to improvise
Keep the necessary push the rest to the side.
I ball for my niggas that's locked up or died!
One phone call and they'll pop up and ride!
Corner to corner, it reeks of Marijuana
Possibilities jealousy and drama, and close friends lyin' ya!
Ya destinies designed penalties a crime
Niggas gotta grind and keep they enemies in line.
Rock Stars and chopped cars
We don't buy cups, we buy bars! And ain't nobody got jobs!
We don't get married - we menage!
Shouldn't make it far if you add up all the odds.

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$ (Havoc)]
Yeah! - Pockets full of green; green weed, green jag
Green Gang nigga, clean mag, green rag!
Green thumb counting money till I'm numb {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Niggas think repercussions funny till it come. {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
We trust none; gun running thru the slam One-...
... -Hundred round the drum come around here acting dumb!
Green movie, green bent, green light (H-A-V-O'!)
Green makes the baddest thing seem right!

[Havoc:]
Yo Bank$ them niggas funny if you ask me - they Martin. (they Martin!)
Laugh now, cry later; .9's aimed at the noggin. (noggiun!)
And I ain't talkin 'bout the channel that the kids watch (kids watch!)
Foul shit, same shit; that almost got Kiss knocked! (Kiss knocked!)
And all kinda money stuffed up in the duffle bags (duffle bags!)
Settle down - not even' with the pussy that Usher had. (Usher had!)
The grass greener over here, she wanna jump the fence
Fuck the crew; first she said, no I'm like fuck her then! (fuck her than!)
And if it ain't us - who the fuck you suckin' then? ! (suckin' then!)
They broke, we rich; you know I gotta rub it in! (you know I gotta rub it in!)
At the crap table hopin' that ya love spin (love spin!)
Life's kickin' ass like ya ass got blooded in. (hot blooded in!)
My life is good, it's like I'm lookin through another lens, (another lens!)
Greendays! - What you niggas know about the publishin'? ('bout the publishin'!)
And if you don't know, you'll never know; fuck 'em then! (fuck 'em then!)
H-A-V-O', Blue Hef'! - It's us again! (it's us again!)

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
Yeah! - Pockets full of green; green weed, green jag
Green Gang nigga, clean mag, green rag!
Green thumb counting money till I'm numb
Niggas think repercussions funny till it come.
We trust none; gun running thru the slam One-...
... -Hundred round the drum come around here acting dumb!
Green movie, green bent, green light
Green makes the baddest thing seem right!

[Cormega:]
I play NBA Live while niggas play live and get kilt, wearin' they shine (wearin' they shine!)
They I'll in the rhymes but I ain't really feelin' they lives. (feelin' they lives!)
So I pay 'em no mind
Time is money; I ain't waistin no time. (I ain't waistin' no time!)
I came home with staygreens with' plans to make green (make green!)
Did dirt; but what it's worth now I stay clean. (clean!)
Niggas hate but it don't make or break me! (me!)
My daughter wore bathin' apes since the age 3.
My city never sleep, so I day dream (day dream!)
If Big' never died; who the fuck would clam king?
Think deep; lyrically Bank$ and me!
Get busy like niggas in the bing with' beef.
The jewels blurred my vision now I'm able to see (see!)
The greatest luxury in life is bein able to breathe. (breathe!)
I speak the truth!
Like the debut from Beanie in the booth! - Very few niggas can see me, uh! (can see me, uh!)

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
Yeah! - Pockets full of green; green weed, green jag {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Green Gang nigga, clean mag, green rag! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Green thumb counting money till I'm numb
Niggas think repercussions funny till it come.
We trust none; gun running thru the slam One-...
... -Hundred round the drum come around here acting dumb!
Green movie, green bent, green light
Green makes the baddest thing seem right!

[Outro:]
CAN'T FORGET...
RICK ROWN! [gunshot] [beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Halloween Intro"

"Halloween Intro"


[beat starts playin' "Halloween" movie's theme]

[Movie Bites from "HalloweeN (1979)", Kids singing]
Black cats and goblins and broomsticks and ghosts.
Pumpkins of witches are there to roast.
You may think, they scare me; you're probably right.
Black-cats and goblins on Halloween night! - TRICK OR TREAT! [scream]

 

[fox69]

"Hand Days / Rip"

"Hand Days / Rip"


[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Uh!
Kh, k-hm! {DAMN!}
People! (people...) {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Haha!
This is real shit... (real shit...)
Ugh!
Are you a real nigga or real bitch? (real bitch...)
Ugh! (haha!)
Feel this! {DAMN!}

[Verse:]
You wonder why my days hard? (why?)
I spent my mornin' at the graveyard. (uh!) crawled into this world gone walk away scared.
Tattoos on my past views
I was told cash rules (haha!) get yours that smooth
Mash through! (whoo!) - I wasn't talk I comin' at you
Bred from a Puerto Rican lady and a black dude.
And that dude - is why I'm me (yeah!)
Responsible (haha!) for every smile I see. (yeah!) {AMMO!}
Hue told me since a child I'd be (yeah!)
More than a regular boy and tha boy was he. (yeah!)
Right as ever I'm smart! I'm clever! (uh!)
He's good! (uh!) I'm better! (uh!) I'm hood - forever! (forever!) [kids ovation]
My treasure value beyond measure
I stand out ain't gotta be all extra. (extra!)
Bank$ - the one you look small next to
Just like webster, run I'll catch ya! [gunshot]
If I ain't have all the money I'd ask betchya!
Fuck it! - Listen let all the water out your bucket.
Furs and Specs when I flex,
My swag, and steps extremely complex. (yes)
And ya'll just pecs you can't be the don next
The weight of that torch feels like arm reps. (reps!)
And I done heard it all now I'm gone bomb next
And fuck all you niggas and don't take it outta context. (context!) {Whoooo!}
You gotta love a nigga loyal
When shit fucked up he there for you.
Now it's time to turn the heat up till it boil
And all you - a G (haha!) from the Sac to the soil! [gunshot] {DAMN!}

 

[fox69]

"Hands Up"
(feat. 50 Cent)

"Hands Up"
(feat. 50 Cent)



Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up

[50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)]
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)

[Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)]
You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You don't tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
It feels so good to live sucker free
I'm soakin' it all up while your girl suckin' me
It mean the world to her, it's nothing but a nut to me
Look miss, get a grip and let a motherfucker be
I'm a rap star
Who wants to be ridin' around in that car
Two in the front and the back got the plasma
This ain't a free ride you gotta have the gas ma
I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma
And I'm busy so I move a bit faster
You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya
Ha ha I'm a bastard
Damn near showin' his hand over the plastic
Cause they wanna see your man go in the casket
Rule number one keep your gun and get your ass hit that's it
Lights off and your body's stiff
By the same niggas you used to party with

[50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)]
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)

[Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)]
You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You don't tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
I cruise through the strip
22's on the whip
New rule: gonna hit
Thousand dollar outfit
Never snooze never slip
Follow rules or get whip
Nigga move or get hit
I don't care who's on the strip
It ain't only the Ferrari now the jewels got him sick
Now it's 2006 I need a new bottom miss
It's aight they can talk I'm amused by the pricks
I'm the news out the bricks nigga who's hot as this
I bet the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed
I ain't a cuddler I fuck the drool outta chick
My niggas ice grill but it ain't the same
They don't see the faces they just see the chains
Like Oh when you get 'em they don't know you with me
They probably think the bouncers at the front door frisk me
This is regular shit the everyday mentality
They charged up don't make me put in the battery

[50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)]
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)

[Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)]
You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You don't tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)

Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up

 

[fox69]

"Hate On Me"

"Hate On Me"


[Intro:]
It's okay to hate me!
Hahah!

[Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Uh! - Fresh as I land on the aircraft from Japan (uh!)
Courtesy of Hawaii I be everywhere I can.
Same salt, different sand (yeah!) [airplane landing]
They hate you everywhere you go whenever you're the man, life's a bitch, hold her hand.
Niggas switch, hold or slam
I overstand! - I got the - mind of an older man inspiration all over 'gain. (whooo!)
I looked up to niggas like Kane and Rick (uh-huh!)
Then 'Pac and Big, you niggas turned this game to shit. (uh!)
Mary is my favorite bitch! (uh-huh!)
She treat me good, make it better when you make me sick.
I am the hood! - I'm scoopin' her while you babysit
All night, heatin' the food and cleanin' baby shit and she out in her bathing suit.
She peeped me in the latest Coupe, I fucked her in the same car.
You ain't got a bit of loot; nigga whatcha frames are? ! (uh-huh!)
Nigga whatcha shoes is? ! - How the fuck do you live? !
Man how the fuck you get here? ! Ya shit weird and useless!
The truth is - niggas couldn't catch me if I slowed down (uh!)
I roll round (uh!) fo' pound (uh!) kush whip (uh!) tore down. (whoo!) [gunshot]
Who told you this was your town? Well - I beg to differ if I
Get my hands on it, it's mine! - I'm jack the ripper in prime! (YEAH!)
Look what came outta the grind perfect rhyme,
White Porsche it's just a matter of time, planned it in back of my mind. (YEAH!)
Every morning that passage is the same
So we smoke all night - purple grass away the pain. (whoo!)
Take cover from the pouring - cause that's the way it rain
The odds ain't on ya side find a faster way to change. (why?!)
Cause one package of 'caine could snatch you out the game
Conspiracy! - Co-operators passin' out ya name,
Are ya hearin' me? (YEAH!) - Things ain't always what they appear to be
It's clear to me, ya stomach ain't sittin' well - apparently.
You got the wrong impression (uh!) but that's (uh!) what you get for guessin' (uh!)
Cause I hold (uh!) a Smith-N-Wesson (uh!) and I'm bulletproof investin' (uuuhhhh-oooohhh!)
Man I risk it everyday. - Shit! Look at my wrist
You'd have to carry somethin' too, you wore shit like this. (hahaha!)
I turn my jewelry green - and guess what they do? ! (what?)
Turn the jewelry green - monkey see, monkey do!
Ours come in by the two (whoo!), one for me, one for you
Us against everybody, fuck you niggas wanna do!
Now I'm a make 'em all uncomfortable {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Ya everynight nightmare, I daydream of slumpin' you. [gunshot] [beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Hate You More"

"Hate You More"


Now she think she know me
Problem is I know her too
Separation the solution
We both don't know what we do
Dem hating bitches wasn't hating
When I told you bring 'em through
Now they sneaking, emailing
Calling, texting pinging too
Stuck my dick in every city
But I always figured you'd
Stick around when I got hot
But you reveal when I was cool
When I was young, dumb, full of cum
Pretty bitches pullin' some
Couldn't run, reputation fouler than the hood I'm from
She thinks she working me
She must think I'm stupid
Ain't no joking me
We done kidnap cupid
Fuck you won't take advantage
Of who I wrote the blueprint
Lay you out of my soul
Get that pussy up and roof it
No look pass alley hoopin
They don't like me
They like this bentley when I coupe it
With that in mind it's hard
To get blinded behind the music
Even if I had a heart
I work hard ain't no time to use it
And that day is exclusive

[Hook:]
There you go again, acting like you got me
Got me mad enough to flip
Cut you off, nobody gonna play me like a loser
I'm a play them bitches first
You done lost me, acting like a fool just makes it worse
Now get off me, nah... ain't no way to make it work
It'll cost me, always knew it all
That's my curse, what you faking for?
Crazy how you telling me you hate me
I think I hate you more...
You make me not like you anymore
In fact I think I hate you
Really hope I make you, I hate you
You make me not like you anymore
In fact I think I hate you
Really hope I make you
I think I hate you more

You used to light me up
Grimy shit, move the fire
You got Louis bags of skeletons
And you's a liar,
Just someone you callin'
To get the nut out, open the plier
I don't think the loyal bitch has come out
My foolish priors
Priorities with the paper
If she knew better,
Then she'll know I'd always be major
But she's caught up in the wind of the world
Average behaviour, you don't wanna be shit yourself
You want someone to save you
Well save that for the next man
My next plan is to play'er
You play for one of them teams
You got the best chance to slay 'er
Lay 'em down by the layer.
Benjamin Franklin makes the world go round
Frozen carats proper concept of marriage
That's how they all go down
Don't come around me 'cause I'm too cold
You ain't really prepared for what the truth hold
Complex technicality grabbing me through this loop hole
And all actuality, rather be in my coup gone...
Gone from the bullshit...

[Hook:]
There you go again, acting like you got me
Got me mad enough to flip
Cut you off, nobody gonna play me like a loser
I'm a play them bitches first
You done lost me, acting like a fool just makes it worse
Now get off me, nah ain't no way to make it work
It'll cost me, always knew it all
That's my curse, what you faking for
Crazy how you telling me you hate me
I think I hate you more
You make me not like you anymore
In fact I think I hate you
Really hope I make you, I hate you
You make me not like you anymore
In fact I think I hate you
Really hope I make you
I hate you more [echoes]

 

[fox69]

"He Know"

"He Know"


<Intro>
THISIS50-dot-COM! [gun cocks]

[Chorus:]
(He know...) I got a stack! (He know...) - I'm 'bout that! ('bout that!)
(He know...) This spot is mine (He know...) (uh!) - I want it back! (back!)
(He know...) I'm never scared (He know...) (uh!) - I keep that Gat! (uh!)
(He know...) I'm more prepared (He know...) - just how to act. (uh!)
(He know...) My heart is black (black!) (He know...) - I ain't the one! (one!)
(He know...) They got my back (He know...) - he'll be the dumb or done.
(He know...) When niggaz come (He know...) - he better run!
(He know...) He on that bullshit (He know...) - Don't fuck with son! (uh!) (He know...)

[Verse 1:]
Tag popper (yeah!) fresher than baby when I leave the spot [shot]
Glass shopper look around for hours and ain't even cop'. (whooo!)
You need to stop! - Shit, get ugly operation squeeze the block (yeah!)
You'll take a knee believe or not, can't wait to see the grieving stop. (yeah!)
Black long shriveled up liver hardly ever sober up
Ride 'round [shot] with the top down, it's hot now! And I'm rolling up! [scream] (what?)
I ain't no fucking daddy! - I ain't gon' hold 'em up!
I'm frozen up and fold 'em up in bags for bodies close 'em up. (whoo!)
My years are great! - Here's one by my right guy who ain't here today.
Sick of momma crying Gucci wipe her tears away.
The Uzi ride, I'm here to stay! Jacuzzi high if there's a way
I'm headed! - If you wanted - come and get it! - You'll be move today!
Use to pray! - I'm a boss you'll be fuck up lose you play
Around you'll be found on the ground made a movie, hey! (hey!)
Movie slips and movie scripts. Oh, you high - usually bitch!
Princess cuts and boobies hit, my jewelry sick I do this shit
Future whips and Ruger clips they envy and I'm use to this (uh!)
Refuse to miss I cruise the bricks, my hats are four my shoes are six
I bag ya girl and use her lips remove the bitch who cool is this
Scrambling maneuvering, my man just on the stupid shit. (shit!)

[Chorus: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
(He know...) I got a stack! (He know...) - I'm 'bout that!
(He know...) This spot is mine (He know...) - I want it back! (I'm BACK!)
(He know...) I'm never scared (He know...) - I keep that Gat!
(He know...) I'm more prepared (He know...) - just how to act. {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
(He know...) My heart is black (He know...) - I ain't the one! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
(He know...) They got my back (He know...) - he'll be the dumb or done.
(He know...) When niggaz come (He know...) - he better run!
(He know...) He on that bullshit (He know...) - Don't fuck with son! (He know...)

[Bridge:]
They gon' have to leave me 'fore it later [echoes]
I think I'm goin' crazyyyyy, here I'm play dooown! [echoes]
I walk around AZ, here I play down [echoes]
I think a [? ] gon' pray me; here they down. [echoes] [gunshot] [beat stops]
{OOOOOOHH! }

 

[fox69]

"Headz"
(feat. 50 Cent, EMINEM & Tony Yayo & DJ Whoo Kid)

"Headz"
(feat. 50 Cent, EMINEM & Tony Yayo & DJ Whoo Kid)



[Intro:]
"MO MONEY IN THE BANK"!
CAN'T FORGET... Eminem! SHADY RECORDS! [shot]
WHAT?

[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
[50 Cent:] Yeah! Shaaaady! {FREE TONY YAYO!}
[Eminem:] Whooooo!
[50 Cent:] Haha! 50 Cent! {G-UNIT ALBUM...} GGG-GGG- G-Unit! {THE #4!} Haha!
[Eminem:] Here we go again! [echoing] Yeah!
[50 Cent:] Uh-huh! Haha! {Whoooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}

[Bridge / 50 Cent & (Tony Yayo)]
Does it make you mad when I switch my flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough.
50 Cent I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so! (HERE WE GO!) {WHAT?}
I'm on fire!

[Eminem & (Tony Yayo):]
Everybody's [shot] in a rush try to get the throne
I just get on the track and try to set the tone (RIGHT!)
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin' stone,
But don't compare me - I'm better off jus' left alone.
And I ain't even tryna go there with' record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself. (YEAH!)
Say: "What up? " - Keep steppin', and just rap D12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail {HAHA!}
And livin' wreckless. - But if you go check my belt
You may see something else I used to protect myself (YEAH!)
A Vest, to stop a Rueger and deflect the shells
And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrel. [whizzing]
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you {Whoooooooo!}
And I done seen a lot of people cross the line (UH-HUH!)
But this motherfucker Ja musta lost his mind. (WOOOO!)
That X! - Got him thinkin' he was DMX
Then he switched to 'Pac now he's tryna be him next.
So which one are you? - X, Luther, 'Pac or Michael?
Just keep singin' the same song, RECYCLED!
We'd all much rather get along and fight you
Me and Hailie danced to your songs - we liked you!
And you don't really wanna step inside no Mic booth (UH-HUH!)
C'mon now, you know the white boy'll bite you
I hurt your pride dawg and you know I don't like to
But I will if I have to - with syllable after
Syllable I just slap ya. [punch] Killin' you fasta,
Than you poppin' pill afta little pill of them tabs of
That shit you on! - But if you want it you got it.
You'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it
But if we lock horns we can charge harder than Busta
We bump heads with' any motherfucker that wants to! (WHOOOO!)
So what's the, deal where was all the tough talk?
When I walked up to you like: "Ja what up dawg? "
How come you didn't say you had a problem then?
When you was standin' there with' all your men - we coulda solved this then. (OOOH!)
I'm a grown man dawg come holla
All you did was slap hands, smile and swallow,
Another one of them little X pills in front of me
And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be. - Come on!

[Chorus: 50 Cent & (Tony Yayo)]
I - know - you don't want it with me.
You - know - you don't want it with me. (YOU DON'T WANT IT WITH ME!)
You - talk - an' you soon will see.
You - don't - wanna bump heads with me. {Whoooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
I - know - you don't want it with me.
You - know - you don't want it with me. (YOU DON'T WANT IT WITH ME!)
You- talk - an' you soon you will see.
You - know - you don't want it with me. [shot]
[Eminem:] ½TONY YAYO, COME ON! ½] [shot] {WHAT?}

[Tony Yayo:]
You couldn't son me if my father helped you.
My punchlines is hot, my bars'll melt you. (WHAT?)
Ja! - You Stuart Little - shells'll lift you
Every other week I'm buyin' a new pistol. (WOOOO!)
I clap at your ass with this chrome 38
And put six thru your hats of seven 3/8! (C'MON!)
Irv you ain't Suge Knight! - You "Shook Night! "
I put my knife in ya wind pipe and freeze ya on the turnpike. (BRING IT DOWN!)
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times so ya ass is lame.
I'm down to die for this shit all I need is bail
You betta stick to tha movies with Steven Seagel! - (C'MON!) BITCH!

[Chorus x2: 50 Cent]
I - know - you don't want it with me.
You - know - you don't want it with me.
You - talk - an' you soon will see.
You - don't - wanna bump heads with me.
I - know - you don't want it with me.
You - know - you don't want it with me.
You - talk - an' you soon you will see.
You - know - you don't want it with me. [Eminem: LLOYD BANK$!] [shot]

[Lloyd Bank$ & (Tony Yayo):]
Fuck that! I'm miles away! {Whoooooo! } And these industry niggas startin' to get outta hand.
I'm a find your where-abouts by stompin' 'em out ya man. (WHAT?)
Tellin' New York, even in Compton they understand, (BRING IT!)
I'm on the block where you (BRING IT!) was raised (BRING IT!) doin' chocolate out tha game an'
(BRING IT DOWN!) They see me more pop a boy for icey cause I could (WHAT?)
Shootin' guns for money you probably forgot your way around the hood, good! {LLOYD BANK$!}
Bitch when you paranoid it's hard to make a song
Now you want it with' us, half your artists got to make a point
Every magazine I own your on your knees takin' prayer pictures! (YEAH!)
And you ain't even got shot yet; you scared bitches!
You don't know nuttin' about what pain is sucka,
I'll put your ass to the ground like a train conductor! (TRAIN CONDUCTOR!) - Muh'fucker! (YEAH!)
[shot]

[Chorus x2: 50 Cent & (Tony Yayo)]
I - know - you don't want it with me. (YOU DON'T WANT IT WITH ME!)
You - know - you don't want it with me.
You - talk - an' you soon will see.
You - don't - wanna bump heads with me. (WANNA BUMP HEADS WITH ME!)
I - know - you don't want it with me.
You - know - you don't want it with me. {Whoooooooooooo! }
You - talk - an' you soon you will see.
You - don't - wanna bump heads with me. (DON'T WANNA BUMP HEADS WITH ME!) {Whooooooooooooooooooo
Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}

[Outro: Tony Yayo]
Yeah nigga!
Yeah!
Shady/Aftermath!
G-Unit!
Fuck you think they call us G-Unit for... cause we move Units!
Uh-huh! {HAHA!}
Don't think we ain't billin you for this motherfucking studio time!
A matter of fact keep call it a 50 we'll call it even! Ha! [beat fades] {Whooooooo!}

[DJ Whoo Kid:]
Yeah-yeah!
I know 50 Cent!
Let's gonna love this...
I'm out!
Can't forget... Lil' Joe...
For do the hardest covers!

 

[fox69]

"Help"
(feat. Keri Hilson & DJ Whoo Kid)

"Help"
(feat. Keri Hilson & DJ Whoo Kid)



[Intro:]
[Keri Hilson:] G-Unit...
[Lloyd Bank$:] Uh! I want too! I want too! Uh! I want too! I want too!
[Keri Hilson:] Yeeaah!
[Lloyd Bank$:] Uh! I want too! I want too! Uh! {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo}
[Keri Hilson:] Whoooo-hoooo-ooooooooo! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}

[Lloyd Bank$:]
Ey! Excuse me miss! - You must be some kind of a model (yeah!)
Enough to make a shopper run out of the Carlo. (uh!)
Enough to make a weak [?] go Mano-Y-Mano.
Guess what? I'm strong as rum outta the bottle.
God bless you when he made me; I mean he blessed me when he made you
I got a little game too.
They know me everywhere I go, that's what fame do. (yeah!) ("DJ UK!")
But we can keep it on the low. What's your name, Boo? (Pssssssh!)
You stuck in your ways but I know how to change you,
Range you tell you things like you're my angel.
There's no rules when it come to this, write down your number miss. ("DJ UK...")
They call me Bank$! - My government is Chris! (whoo!) ("on Hot97")
They feel me in the Burbs - love me in the bricks,
4'' inch lips - on a buggy six.
First class trips - and the bubblies Chis.
I work so hard to live like this. (like this...)

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
My past made me so weak but (so weak!)
You make me stroooooonger! (you dooooo!)
'Cause everything was upside down ('pside down!)
Now I'm right back where I belong. (where I beloooong!)
Help I think Cupid got me (got me!) ("DJ UK... ")
Shot me all over my body (oh, yeeeeeaaaaaah!) ("on Hot97!")
I think I'm loosin my cool (Bank$: "Uh! ")
'Cause I'm doin' things I don't do. (I don't doooooooo!)

[Lloyd Bank$:]
Yeah! I Got Her! - She hopped in the ride so I can holla (uh!)
My favorite girl outside of my Impala. (yeah!)
I ain't goin' sell you a dream I don't gotta
You can walk around in the street with no colla!
I pick up all these? speaks that don't bother,
The innocent role ain't workin' - work harder!
I ain't tryna lock you down, I'm no father (nah!)
But maybe we can go further if you just listen (listen!)
It's hard as hell for a man in my position
To pick a good girl up - you gotta know the difference. (yeah!)
I wonder if there's even one in existence. (uh!)
Enough to keep my attention to go the distance. (uh!)
Now I'm a have to look hard to find a better one (why?)
'Cause you sex is a 1-8-7 Hun.
You got a [?] doin' [?] I ain't neva' done {Whoooooo Whoooooooooo}
So now even when I'm on tour, I let her come. {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
My past made me so weak but (so weeeeeaaaaaaak!)
You make me stroooooonger! (you dooooo!)
'Cause everything was upside down ('pside down!)
Now I'm right back where I belong. (ooooooooooh!)
Help I think Cupid got me (yee-yee-yeee-yeeeeeaaaah!)
Shot me all over my body. (oooooo-oooo-oooooooh!)
I think I'm loosin my cool (Aaaaaiiiiiiiiiigght!)
'Cause I'm doin' things I don't do. (I don't doooooooo!)

[Bridge: Keri Hilson]
You not lot the ones I'm used to
I see us happy in our future. (yeeeaaah!)
I'm givin' you all I have
My Heart! My Soul! My Baaaaack!
'Cause you are the only thing, I neeeeeeed!

[Lloyd Bank$:]
I can be everything and more
Give you the feeling you can't ignore.

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
My past made me so weak but (holla mother, you goooooot!)
You make me stroooooonger! (before yooooouuuuuuuu!) ("DJ UK...")
'Cause everything was upside down (did me vaaaoooow!) ("on Hot97!")
Now I'm right back where I belong. (Soooooo wroooooong!)
Help I think Cupid got me (I that yooouuuuuu now!)
Shot me all over my body. (ooooo-ooooo-oooooooooh!)
I think I'm loosin my cool (ooooo-ooooo-oooooooooh!) {Whooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
'Cause I'm doin' things I don't do. (doooooooooooooooooo!)

[Keri Hilson:]
Da-da-da! Daaa-dada-daaaaa-aaaaaaaa!
Da-da-da! Daaa-dada-daaaaa-aaaaaaaa! ("DJ UK!")
Da-da-da! Daaa-dada-daaaaa-aaaaaaaa!
Da-da-da! Daaa-dada-daaaaa-aaaaaaaa! {Whooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid}

("DJ UK... on Hot97") [shot] [beat stops]

 

[fox69]

"Help"
(feat. Keri Hilson)

"Help"
(feat. Keri Hilson)



[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Ey, Excuse Me Miss You Must Be Some Kind Of A Model
Enough To Make A Shopper Run Out Of The Carlo
Enough To Make A Weak Nigga Go Mano Y Mano
Guess What I'm Strong As Rum Outta The Bottle
God Bless You When He Made Me
I Mean He Blessed Me When He Made You
I Got A Little Game Too
They Know Me Everywhere I Go
Thats What Fame Do
But We Can Keep It On The Low
Whats Your Name Boo
You Stuck In Your Ways But I Know How To Change You Range You
Tell You Things Like You're My Angel
Theres No Rules When It Come To This
Write Down Your Number Miss
They Call Me Banks
My Goverment Is Chris
They Feel Me In The Burbs
Love Me In The Bricks
Four Inch Lips On A Buggy Six
First Class Trips And The Bubblies Crys
I Work So Hard To Live Like This

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
My Past Made Me So Weak But
You Make Me Stronger
Cause Everything Was Upside Down
Now I'm Right Back Where I Belong
Help I Think Cupid Got Me
Shot Me All Over My Body
I Think I'm Loosin My Cool
Cause I'm Doin Things I Don't Do

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah I Got Her
She Hopped In The Ride So I Can Holla
My Favorite Girl Outside Of My Impala
I Ain't Goin Sell You A Dream I Don't Gotta
You Can Walk Around In The Street With No Colla
I Pick Up All These ?? Speaks That Don't Bother
The Innocent Role Aint Workin, Work Harder
I Ain't Tryna Lock You Down, I'm No Father
But Maybe We Can Go Further If You Just Listen
It's Hard As Hell For A Man In My Position
To Pick A Good Girl Up You Gotta Know The Difference
I Wonder If There's Even One In Existence
Enough To Keep My Attention To Go The Distance
Now Imma Have To Look Hard To Find A Better One
Cause You Sex Is A 187 Hun
You Got A Nigga Doin Shit I Aint Neva Done
So Now Even When I'm On Tour I Let Her Come

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
My Past Made Me So Weak But
You Make Me Stronger
Cause Everything Was Upside Down
Now I'm Right Back Where I Belong
Help I Think Cupid Got Me
Shot Me All Over My Body
I Think I'm Loosin My Cool
Cause I'm Doin Things I Don't Do

[Female:]
You Not Lot The Ones I'm Used To
I See Us Happy In Our Future
I'm Givin You All I Have
My Heart My Soul My Back
Cause You Are The Only Thing I Need

[Lloyd Banks:]
I Can Be Everything And More
Give You The Feeling You Can't Ignore

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
My Past Made Me So Weak But (All Them Other Guys)
You Make Me Stronger (Before You)
Cause Everything Was Upside Down (Did Me Wrong)
Now I'm Right Back Where I Belong (So Wrong)
Help I Think Cupid Got Me (I Got You Now)
Shot Me All Over My Body
I Think I'm Loosin My Cool
Cause I'm Doin Things I Don't Do