Lloyd Banks

[fox69]

"Rockband"

"Rockband"


[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
It's the unit motherfucker,
No reliance, no friends,
You the one dats a sucker,
I ain't never put my flag down,
You da one dats a suffer full blown buster,
Fuck was I thinking to trust ya,
These niggas ain't crazy they just stupid
They took my flow chopped it up and looped it,
I'm da truth kid, my rep too big,
Enormous wardrobe I step through jig,
Puttin that work in, cleanin up the mess you did,
I'm the flyest shit you'll ever see,
Overwhelming energy, no solar just the hennesey,
Looking for my enemies, the chronic is my remedy,
I'm smoking up the embassy,
One bed two sets of titty's just dem and me,
I'm what you'll never be, never top, never see,
My flow hot as hell, my delivery is heavenly,
Post lyrical therapy, historical legacy,
Vitamin water energy that's why they get ahead of me,

[Chorus:]
Life is all a dream till your dream come true,
So does the envy, the scandal, and scheme come to,
So keep your handle, you know the evil that men do,
I can't stand you, we make a nigga rockband you,
Heavy metal, lock and load on em, then rock and roll on em,
Sing em a sad song, nigga your ass gone,
Keep your handle, you know the evil that men do,
I can't stand you, we make a nigga rockband you,
HEAVY METAL

[Verse 2:]
Let the weed and fifty one settle,
I'm tryna duck my demons but the devil on the peddle,
600 and sumthing horses we out here ducking coffins,
Some trick lost it, he ain't follow precautions,
He made it out abortion, sad to say for some niggas,
Good for nothing, or your momma shoulda been cum drinkers,
My niggas ain't thinkers, they just react,
Where we at there ain't no ghetto... where ya heat at,
He won't be back, them niggas tellin fairy tales you see that,
Believe that, you just as dumb as him boy, ease back,
Money make my jeans fat, for that I give a knee cap,
Body shot, ransom note, every finger decapped,

I gotta have it, the green made me an addict,
I smoke blay let the weed work it's magic,
My life fucked in anyway you can have it,
Without you things would be tragic,
Me and my automatic,

[Chrous]

 

[fox69]

"Rotten Apple"
(feat. 50 Cent)

"Rotten Apple"
(feat. 50 Cent)



Yea Haha niggas its 2006 and im back in this bitch
G-Unit

[50 chorus]
When i come through im comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
(click clack) matta fact who the fuck is you

[Banks bridge]
I got to get it got to get it n u can roll if u with it
I got to get it got to get it the world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it in a new york minute
I got to get it got to get it

[Verse Banks]
Rap gone get that boy found in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Swartzanigga
Foolz dont take him i took him across the liver
Keep lloyd line on my stomach from the sizzla
The drama is a part of the story that ima give ya
The black mags and backstabs are so familiar
The knapsacks and blackbags are full of scrilla
That lame aint a killa he softer than chinchilla
And ima gt see a 4 door wheela
Matta fact this summer its 44 4 wheelers
45 on my side shorty ride for his pride
Fourty eyes on the prize now im energized
Nothin but shiny shit around the neck n rimz
Bitches only come around when ya gettin record spinz
What a way to double up im headin on my second wind
Rollin luggage on the jet i aint gotta check it in

[50 chorus]
When i come through im comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
(click clack) matta fact who the fuck is you

[Banks bridge]
I got to get it got to get it n u can roll if u with it
I got to get it got to get it the world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it in a new york minute
I got to get it got to get it

[50 Verse]
This is heroin medicine that morphine flow
My gun go off nigga and everybody know
I hold it down with the pound 3n57 ways
Hollow tip graze ell put a part through ya waves
Half christian half killa half man half gorilla
I pop sumthin do a nigga dirty for that scrilla
Now im floored d's kick the door
Found me on the floor by my toilet tryna flush that raw
Toilet wouldnt flush im fucked
Half a brick of yay goin round and round
Mary j my life im goin down
Its sounds like we all came up the same
Nigga im fa real they just rappin mayne
Find out when the semis come out
Ill blow the engine out ya hemi no doubt
Im new york citys pharoe
Ill have u starin down the barrell
You got em good get em its cool hit em

[50 chorus]
When i come through im comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
(click clack) matta fact who the fuck are you

[Banks bridge]
I got to get it got to get it n u can roll if u with it
I got to get it got to get it the world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it in a new york minute
I got to get it got to get it

[Prodigy Verse]
You about to get that ass caught up in some shit
We about to show that ass how it get
When the jealousy turn envy n the shit
Turn deadly the innocent gets hit
Pull up in them whips
Tinted out spittin out
Hollows and they rip
Niggas apart in the dark
Or its day time its good with me
Just cool i brought the whole hood with me
We had a gabriel right before MTV
So we can g him to give us that chain for cheap
We got david and jacob for them bracelets and rings
Cause our verse in the hood makes their names ring
She take a picture with me on Bet
She the new talk of the hood its PCP
One taste of the stick she hooked like fish
Me banks and hav got this shit vice gripped

[50 chorus]
When i come through im comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We dont permit outsiders amongst the crew
(click clack) matta fact who the fuck is you

[Banks bridge]
I got to get it got to get it n u can roll if u with it
I got to get it got to get it the world and whats in it
And you can get it you can get it in a new york minute
I got to get it got to get it

 

[fox69]

"S.O.D"

"S.O.D"


Yeahhh
Get down or get moved
No matter who you are boy

[Verse 1:]
Things don't matter, when your shit splatter
Cut the chit chatter, bitch niggas scatter
Get up off that corner, if it don't be on ya
Loved one's I'll mourn ya, after you get hit
And that's it, yeah

[Chorus:]
Another day another dollar
With my chronic marijuana
Who I'm gon screw next
Another day another death
And I done lost a fair share
Ain't too many real left
Nigga this ain't part time
I do it till the death
And I'm doing it the best
While manuevering that s
Nigga this it ain't part time
We do it till it's done
And it's s.o.d. when I'm on d son

[Verse 2:]
Od motherfucking I ain't blink all day, gutter
These niggas sweeter than the pink rozay
Mink gold 2k I'm Cuban mink all grey
Louie belt shiny trey with my mink on hey
Bright diamond how I'm shining so the girls want play
Knock the lining off vagina she'll be sore all day
Perfect timing when I'm rhyming I'm your boy don't play
I'm with sadam with the radan spent the 4 ok
Yeah, once for the you know what
I'm a beat makers dream yea I chew those up
Whack a blue nose, I screw hoes, my shoes roll up
22 lows, from euro's, I pulled last month
Ain't 1 thing I don't understand that's how ya roll with a man at the same time oweing a man
Shoot to the top, I'm knowing I can, I'm knowing you seen
I know who you been, I'm a machine

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Uh, millionaire glare through my cartiers
(The plk) tony yay and Ferrari yeah
You got your hood tatted on you and hardly there
I'm in and out the mix move like I gotta orange stare
Me I'm exactly why these niggas are happy
I turn a g to an athlete, kirsty, joan, and Jackie
You don't like me nigga clap me
But don't miss cause that be, your happening
We passing on ya stomach in the backseat
I don't trust a soul, and motherfuckers know
And I rep till I go, let the kush burn slow
I get it by the o get it get it by the o
No, not an o add on 7 more
And I can't blame it all on queens it's in my genes
The stink I let in my 16's I'll get the cream
I'm clean, nigga fool them don't fool yourself
You'sa elf and more than half of y'all can use some help

[Chorus]

[Verse 4:]
My styles worth a 100 stacks, times a 100 stacks
Shit revolves look how I'm coming back
Strong as a lumberjack
Another day another gun to pack
Drops back to back till the summer rap
Nigga swag jacking what's up with that
Me and you ain't the same I don't cuff a rat
I'm the one, 2 27 30 que boy forever hungry
Nothing like new m, m money

 

[fox69]

"Score"

"Score"


[Verse 1:]
Good thing my flow came with a tag
They runnin' off with my swag
I'm runnin' up in my jeweler, 100k in my bag
B.A.N.K., escort me to the paper
Kickman, sensai, best MC to date, sir
Baby's screamin' love
Must take me for dummy
Bottles poppin' while the moon up
Leave out when it's sunny shortie
Everyday a fun day, time flies when you're stuntin' boy
You workin' with them people? Then why you out here cuffin'?
Yeah, I'm short on my awards
Pocket full of money tho'
Pussy by the party, Chronic by the motherload
Money over bitches, that there's a whole other code
Dreams are lavish wishes
14 karats tub of gold
BMW whip around, I'm back on my shit now
Gym bag of that cash, y'all mad, big smile
Hoppin' out with a grip, with a light low, piff cloud
Clockin' out for my trip, with the right flow, I'm a get crowned

[Hook:]
And our shit 'bout to get realier, cause I just left the dealer
And all I see is Benjamins when I look in the mirror
And you're shorter than my feelings, I'm standin' on the buildin'
It's showtime when them cameras on, and I just got that feelin'
I'm a score, how could you ignore me? I've been workin' all day
What's up with this orgy? time to get it goin'
Gettin' drunk and smokin', parkin' up and clubin'
Goin home with somethin'

[Verse 2:]
I'm the hardest on the street, I go marble on a beat
Ridin' around with no ceilin', Car note on my feet
These hoes are nothin' but sheep, I'm the shepard
And my neck lit, respect it, protect it
He buggin' out, infested
This Rose got me stumblin' out the Louie out in London
I'm coppin' by the double and I'm smokin' 'bout a hundred leafs
Use to dream to be a millionaire, who thought I'd become one
Speakers Knockin' trunks, dumbing Bentley, driver hear me comin'
Like a free throw when I rap, G code for my tat
Flood the VIP up, three hoes on my lap
All of y'all I'm better than, veteran on that medicine
Whips so fast your head will spin, come get some of this heroin
Blue made for that camera, I'm flashy as shit
Whipping foreign, well I'm enjoying my passionate flip
If they all bad, I ain't pickin', I'm clappin' the clique
I gotta high pick in the draft, with a contract to my dick
Them bitches down, then Lil Tina mix a round
I'm liftin' off in London, bet the kid don't strick a pound
She already rolled the weed, I'm hittin' as soon as I hit the ground
I'm 'bout to make a movie, taken pictures now

[Hook:]
And our shit 'bout to get realier, cause I just left the dealer
And all I see is Benjamins when I look in the mirror
And you're shorter than my feelings, I'm standin' on the buildin'
It's showtime when them cameras on, and I just got that feelin'
I'm a score, how could you ignore me? I've been workin' all day
What's up with this orgy? time to get it goin'
Gettin' drunk and smokin', parkin' up and clubin'
Goin home with somethin'

 

[fox69]

"See Me Bright"

"See Me Bright"


[Verse 1:]
Illest nigga doin it I gotta b em.
If I could see em
BM parked outside tha colliseum.
Collosal catalog.
Carats 'll give u cataracts.
Critic, I don't land in the? Over ya average rap.
Or average topic, I pop it.
Damage is catastrophic.
Boy u could never touch me.
You think I had a hostage.
You thinkin trophies,
I break em.
I'm thinkn cash boxes.
When u win, time flys.
Platinum fast watches.
I just... Broke out tha air with my chest.
I gotta get mine, ain't got no time.
Ain't scared to go but not yet.
I won't sweat,
Leer jet take me everywhere in shorter time.
Hustle so my daughter fine,
Son that's happy all tha time.
Execute enormous grind,
The industry's my toilet bowl,
Water flow.
Dump a load of shit off at ya office yo.
The wheel of fortune slow,
I'm a spin that bitch off.
Bet my mansion I'm a get mine,
My nigga get yours.

[Hook:]
Cross me, ya gettn high.
Ya options are live or die.
Close ya eyes, don't cry.
I murder for my nigga I,
Throw it in these niggas face.
They don't wanna see me shine.
I'm a make em see me bright,
Frontin in that DB9.
They gon give me all that's mine.
Anything come less is crime.
Fuck everything but tha dough,
I'm stronger than my second time.
They tha type to go run,
Shorty I'm tha wrecking kind,
Balling till it's all done,
Bet they gon respect a don...
I handle all these niggas 1 at a time.

[Verse 2:]
Failure can only break u if ya blind to it.
I rise above tha shit,
Now watch me as I climb thro it.
My lifes a struggle
And my minds music.
My motto ain't no mystery,
You topping mine, prove it.
Hope I don't lose it,
That'll mean mama raised a loser.
And I'm a winner,
Drugs for dinner,
Haze abuser.
And I'm tha ruler,
I'll make ya bottom girl a chooser.
She used to think u were cool,
Too bad I'm cooler. (Ughh)
Two coupes, couple guns,
Gucci buckle hun.
Blow ya breath on these dice,
Pray to god my number come.
Where my opponents,
My flow is colder than tha homeless.
This microphone is,
Only controlled with my aromas.
I wish my foes comas,
Buried upside down.
Let's make em all donors,
Hungry's how tha fuck I sound.
You kissing butt, die now.
That's what tha pussies do,
All my niggas angry
And it urks us just to look at u.

[Hook:]
Cross me, ya gettn high.
Ya options are live or die.
Close ya eyes, don't cry.
I murder for my nigga I,
Throw it in these niggas face.
They don't wanna see me shine.
I'm a make em see me bright,
Frontin in that DB9.
They gon give me all that's mine.
Anything come less is crime.
Fuck everything but tha dough,
I'm stronger than my second time.
They tha type to go run,
Shorty I'm tha wrecking kind,
Balling till it's all done,
Bet they gon respect a don...
I handle all these niggas 1 at a time.

[Verse 3:]
Real gon recognize real cause I done made mistakes.
Put my trust in these niggas,
Let these cowards in my place.
Smoked and shared laughs.
Ate big dinners off my plates.
Just to diss me on tha record,
Now I'm shittin on they face (poop).
Were not at all alike,
Banks from outer space duke,
I even own a spaceship,
Platinum with a grain coupe.
Trap me, pull it, aim, shoot.
That'll get me madd juice.
Yayo got tha whoppa,
It spit longer than papoose.
G-Unit nigga,
Jamaica baby,
Jet to tha jam,
Jumpoff, jog to tha dressing room to get jumped.
U send em all, dat won't be cool.
There's no question I stunt.
The click n boom my only only goon.
Sum be molesting the blunt.
I'm high dis mournin, afternoon, the week, the rest of the month.
Boy don't come flexxin,
In my section no protection u slump.
I told my jeweler purple biguets,
Cause my checks by the chunk
Bear killin pump rest in the trunk.
Take wat u want nigga...

[Hook:]
Cross me, ya gettn high.
Ya options are live or die.
Close ya eyes, don't cry.
I murder for my nigga I,
Throw it in these niggas face.
They don't wanna see me shine.
I'm a make em see me bright,
Frontin in that DB9.
They gon give me all that's mine.
Anything come less is crime.
Fuck everything but tha dough,
I'm stronger than my second time.
They tha type to go run,
Shorty I'm tha wrecking kind,
Balling till it's all done,
Bet they gon respect a don...
I handle all these niggas 1 at a time.

 

[fox69]

"Send Ya To Hell"
(feat. 50 Cent & DJ Whoo Kid)

"Send Ya To Hell"
(feat. 50 Cent & DJ Whoo Kid)



[Intro: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Yeah man, niggas know what it is, man.
Ain't not better than this right here man, G-Unit man!
Fuck is the matter with this niggas? {MO' MONEY...}

[Chorus: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}]
From the reef of the bottom {PART 3! } - we don't came up with the money to change us,
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us,
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless, [car tires squeal] [2 gun cocks]
Motherfuckers I'll send you to hell!

[Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}:]
I'm flying out the country ain't no tellin' when I'm gonna be back, (uh!)
To be honest half these artist never gonna see that. (nah!)
I keep my bad {Whoooooo! } habits away from where I'm gonna eat at, (oh, shiit!)
Before I sit up for a bitch I'll lose 1 knee cap. (HA!)
I paid a visit to father one time but he flung me back,
Shot to these reasonable one's with the guns we pack. [shot]
Live for the dollar and grateful for each 1 we stack, (g'eah!)
Mind of a man with no sleep - my dawgs run feedback. (yeah!)
Don't scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees us,
Seed in the bag - like a popcorn man. (whooo!)
The one's we pack is not gonna jam,
If we squeeze of the block go scram, [gunshot] boiled eggs is all I had, dag... {DAMN!}
I reacurred my senior cause - they remember me,
My grandfather still smokin Weed and he's 70. (WA-HAHAHA!)
My blood rushing of this Hennessey
Walkin' out the door with a felony, check check out my melody. - Nigga! {Whooooo!}

[Chorus: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}]
From the reef of the bottom - we don't came up with the money to change us,
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, {CAN'T FORGET...}
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless, [gun cocks] {REE GOTTA!}
Motherfuckers I'll send you to hell!

We don't came up with the money to change us, [beat fades]
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, {DEE!}
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless, [gun cocks] [beat stops]
Motherfuckers I'll send you to hell! [gunshot]

 

[fox69]

"Send You To Hell"
(feat. 50 Cent)

"Send You To Hell"
(feat. 50 Cent)



[50 cent:]
Yea man niggas know what it is man niggas know I'm better than this right here man gunit man fuck is the matter with these niggas man

From the reef of the bottom, we don't came up with the money to change us, you trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless motherfuckers I'll send you to hell

[Loyd Banks:]
I'm flying out the country ain't no tellin when I'm gonna be back,
To be honest half these artist never gonna see that,
I keep my bad habits away from where I'm gonna eat at,
Before I sit up for a bitch I'll lose 1 knee cap,
I paid a visit to father 1 time but he flung me back,
Shot to these reasonable one's with the guns we pack,
Live for the dollar and grateful for each 1 we stack,
Mind of a man with no sleep my dawgs run feedback,
Don't scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees us,
seed in the bag like a popcorn man,
the one's we pack is not gonna jam,
If we squeeze of the block go scram,
Boiled eggs is all I had dag..,
I reacurred my senior cause they remember me,
My grandfather still smokin weed and he's 70,
My blood rushing of this henessy walkin out the door with a felony, check check out my melody
Nigga

From the reef of the bottom, we don't came up with the money to change us, you trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless motherfuckers I'll send you to hell
From the reef of the bottom, we don't came up with the money to change us, you trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless motherfuckers I'll send you to hell

 

[fox69]

"Shine Through"

"Shine Through"


[Verse:]
Yeah! One, two! Onem two!
Allow me to show you how I do... (how I do!)
Shouts to Jamiaca - guy I brew (whattup?)
My nigga HP! - He not like you! (naah!)
Man fuck your problems, I got mine 2 (uh-huh!)
Black cloud out - but I shine thru!
Pro'bly been thru what you been thru times 2
Lil' ass niggas can't fit my shoe! (ugh!)
Miss Lloyd had a very big heart
It leaked into everyone I knew from the start.
I had a good life - she played a big part
She was my light! - Now everything's dark,
Man! I loved that woman more than I loved living
Never care what she got she was too busy giving.
She told me: "Be strong! " But I cried like a boy
It'll never be the same - an unfilled void. (uh!)
Praying for the clouds - planning on the sour! (sour!)
Can't think straight I'm rolling every hour
Garauntee an honor - money and the power
Be a real nigga taught that as a todler.
Diamond Impala my Chevy on a slant (yeah!)
Kinda like my eyes - I'm heavy on the plant! (uh!)
D's on a hater - parelles on a tramp (yeah!)
Man of the town you can tell he got a stamp.
Trust nobody! - Blame it on the gene
The DNA data - and the cop killa Queens.
Rocks for the fiends - on the on the blocks full of dreams
All day scrambling and hot full of screams!

[Outro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Yeah!
You know how it goew
I wanna give a rest in peace to my grandma!
Man I love you baby!
R.I.P. to my paps too man!
R.I.P. to my aunt Lenards!
I know you seein' me!
R.I.P. to HP!
Q Boy!
My nigga Star!
Jah whattup nigga?
My nigga Cheese...
Rest In Peace to my cousin Jay, man!
And e'ybody you love...
Shit will go on though!
Full speed ahead...
Yeah!
SouthSiiiide! {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } [beat fades out]

[Halloween Havoc Outro / Kid:]
Shadyville Entertainment!

 

[fox69]

"Shine Thru"

"Shine Thru"


[Lloyd Banks: Talking]
Yea 1, 2, 1, 2 allow me show you how I do
Shouts to jamiaca guy I brew
Ma nigga HP, he not like you
Man fuck your problems I got mine too,
Black cloud out but I shine thru
Probably been thru what you been thru times two
You lil Ass niggas can't fit my shoe! Ugh

[Lloyd Banks: Verse]
Miss Lloyd Had A very big heart,
It leaked into everyone I knew from the start,
I had a good life, she played a big part
She was my light now everything dark man
I loved that woman more than I loved living,
Never cared what she got she was too busy giving
She told me be strong but I cried like a boy,
It'll never be the same an unfilled void
Praying for the clouds planning on the sour,
Can't think straight I'm rolling every hour
Loyalty an honor money and the power,
be a real nigga taught that as a toddler
Diamond impala my chevy on a slant,
Kinda like my eyes I'm heavy on the plant
D's on a hater parellis on a tramp
Man of the town you can tell he got a stamp
trust nobody blame It on the gene
the DNA data and the cop killa queens,
Rocks for the fiends
On the on the blocks full of dreams
All day scrambling and hot full of screams!

[Lloyd Banks: Talking]
You know how it is,
I wanna give a rest in peace
To my grandma man I love you baby
R.I.P to my pops too man
R.I.P to my aunt lenards
I know you see me
R.I.P to HP, hood boy
My nigga star, Ja what up nigga
My nigga Cheese,
Rest in peace to my cousin jay man,
And everybody you love
Shit will go on though
Full speed ahead
Yea, Southside!

 

[fox69]

"Shitty City Pt. 2"

"Shitty City Pt. 2"


[Intro:]
09 to 2-10... Yeah... I'm back again!
Yeaahh... !
It's your nigga... !
P Dot L Dot K... ! Huh... !
Yeaahh... !
And this is V5... !
Before I start I'd like to thank errbody for tunin' in...
It's my time of the year again...
Now let's begin...

[Verse 1:]
Uh...
The way I come off is stupid, the last one you wanna be in the booth with
My heart cold, I jus' ran over Cupid
Until the roof chip I helicopter, Bentley, coupe it
You think your shoe fit, I bury niggaz live on Whoo Kid
What up Slay, (what up Slay) what up Clue, what up Drama
You rockin' with the New York City 'Bomba
I'm a rain on these niggaz, bring my new shit out
Polish my game on these niggaz, Bank-o bring the groupies out
I'm all about my money, fuck you talkin' 'bout
Mind yours, six or seven summers pullin Porsches out, grind tours
Scorin' till it's borin' nigga, nine cities, nine jaws
Fuckin' with my clothes, gone soon as I hop off

[Bridge:]
Fell back now I'm back for everything that's mine
Them niggaz had their turn, now it's time to see me shine
You don't wanna see me angry rather see me calm
I got this rap shit in my palm and my CD, bomb

[Verse 2:]
You know I O.D today, put your favourite MC's away
DOA, flat line, who want it with the PLK
My life's hotel and casino play
Where you want me sign is all I need to say and your fourteen car keys away
You don't really want no drama you talkin' that E & J
Between weed and gas I probably fuck off a G a stay
I serve it either way, up close and personal
Via internet cursin' you, underground and commercial too
I bring your curtains through, it ain't really worth it fool
Celebrate with a cake and a half a pound of purple, ooh
Cool, 80's baby and it made me crazy
Crazy, low down grimey and shady

[Bridge:]
Call me what you want baby just try not to call
I ain't got time to argue with you cause I got the ball
I'm a do whatever I wan' do and lock up the mall
Death to a hater, tall big or small, man fuck 'em all

[Verse 3:]
Full 360, it's my turn again, turn to win
You heard of him, surge a win, I'm playin' with words again
Murda pen, came from damn near nothin' I deserve to win
Curve the wind, in my Bentley spur with rims, fur within, won't give in
I push the seven got the perfect ten, copper
I rather work for free 'fore I work for them
Yeah, you touch the soil if I touch the safe
Bitch nigga, I can see it all up in your face
Half rat, half snake, you live like that you get your ass clapped
Half baked, a lighter and gas fate
You heard my last tape, this off the street hot
The D Block, I send niggaz to tree tops, free hops
A one of a kind swag, it begins with me
Ends with me, momma shoulda pushed me out a twin with me
Then it'd be possible to duplicate, make the money Blue can make
You can hate, this gon' bring me super cake...

[Outro:]
Yeah...
As we proceed...
To keep you up to speed...
Shit gon' get crazy from here on out...
Word... !