I keep my hip on pound `cause s**t gets hectic in my town
Drag my family with me `cause that`s how real ni**as get down
If it wasn`t for 50 I probably wouldn`t be around
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground
If for that if you snap a finger and I`ll lay a ni**a down
It`s f**ked up when your only facial expression is a frown
A hood rat will put a future in a fool`s pants
Till she find out you can`t buy furniture with food stamps

A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids
Better if I get shot tomorrow `cause I don`t like surprises
When you hot as an oven they embrace you with open arms
When you cold as a freezer ni**as treat you like they don`t need you
Some people call it me I call it amnesia
Live my life principal driven never bite to have that feature
Never mind all the haters f**k `em all let them die slow
All I need is my ni**as, money, liquor and hydro, I know

Everybody gon` die one day
Whether it`s natural `cause it`s a gun play
But f**kin` with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday

Ni**a, everybody gon` die one day
Whether it`s natural `cause it`s a gun play
But f**kin` with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday

Don`t blame me blame my mom and pop for breeding this
The game needed this Lloyd Banks A.K.A. Mr. I don`t feed a bitch
Or need a bitch, I stay there when I need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch `cause I don`t trick Adidas bitch
This is all I gotta have to blow so whether it`s fast or slow
Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe
Pop the bag, pass the dro, roll about a half an O
Legit citizenship, my clique is international

You gotta agree, these motherf**kers will probably find
Bin Laden before they find a ni**a hotter than me
We on top as far as I can see and since the hood watching me
My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree
I`m the number one draft pick none of y`all are topping me
I move around with the plastic you ain`t dropping me
They show me love on my city
They f**kin` with me and I`m f**kin` with them
Ni**a G-Unit till the end

Everybody gon` die one day
Whether it`s natural `cause it`s a gun play
But f**kin` with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday

Ni**a, everybody gon` die one day
Whether it`s natural `cause it`s a gun play
But f**kin` with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday

Six inches from a coffin
So I suggest you stop talkin`
Make me resort to violence
And you`ll no longer be walkin`
Six inches from a coffin
So I suggest you stop talkin`
Make me resort to violence ni**a

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