Lloyd Banks - The Cake (Feat. 50 Cent) Lyrics:
Money, money, money, money
Cake
I need the cake ni**a

The Unit don`t play, we rap but we strapped
Buck got the shotgun, 50 got the mack
Spida got the sweeper and you bound to hear it clap
You won`t have another birthday cake afta that
`Cause Yayo got a temper and he don`t know how to act
I`ve been gone all winter but now a ni**a back

To get the money, the money
The money, the money, the cake

And you mutha f**kas lookin` like steak
Food on the plate for the wolves, follow wolves
Don`t get moved by the tools
Blood will ooze on ya shoes wait, control ya hate

You ain`t ridin` in dem 6s
`Cause you spendin` all ya cake on dem bitches
I need the bread lil` ni**as need Christmas
Banks don`t rap wit a back pack

I`m in it for the money, the money
The money, the money, the cake

You heard Banks said so I know I got the mack
I pull up, pull out spray hollows at your back
I don`t give a f**k, it`s goin` down like that
I done been through every hood, dead ni**as gone rap

In the heart of a victim murda is monumental
I don`t complicate s**t, yeah I keep it simple
My bullet wounds will tell you a story `bout wut I been through
Southside trama drama wit` gallamas

I conversate wit` killas, it`s usually about life
Politicate wit` lawness, it`s usually `bout white
I`m da poster child of violence, I`m the boy on the poster
When the shots start to rang out I`m the boy wit` the toaster

Yeah, listen up clicko, I hustle I get though
You f**kin` wit a sicko, I spazz let a clip go
Cannon out da rental, beam to ya temple
I squeeze blow your mental, all ova ya friends

Me I`m from the street, where nothin` sweet
The home of the hommies, there`s a body every week
Now I don`t hear the sirens but they prolly gonna creep
Plottin` to pull me ova, put the cake in my jeep

So I`ll be skippin` cities seven states in aweek
Can`t a mutha f**kin` breathin` tell me I can`t eat
Show me the money, the money
The money, the money, the cake
Ni**as slow down, pump ya breaks

No mistakes cause the jakes, run the plates
Then you headed up state for rollin` `round wit` a steak
Ni**as start up the beef and run straight to the cops
You a bitch ass ni**a, the cupcake of the block
Any ni**a disrespect the click gettin` shot
`Round here ni**as get found upside down

Ova the money, the money
The money, the money, the cake

Cake
Money, money, money, money
Cake

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