(VERSE 1). (uh huh). I keep my hip on pound. Cause shit gets hectic in my town. Drag my family with me cause that’s how real niggas get down (gea). If it wasn’t for 50 I probably wouldn’t be around (gea). Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea). If for that if you snap a finger and I’ll lay a nigga down (whoo). It’s fucked up when you’re only facial expression is a frown (uh huh). A hood rat will put a future in a fool’s pants. Till she find out you can’t buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh). A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids. pray to god i don't get shot tomorrow cause I don’t like surprises. When you hot as an oven they ain’t brace you with open arms. When you cold as a freezer niggas treat you like they don’t need ya. Some people call it ???? me I call it amnesia. Live my life principal driven never bite to have that feed ya (uh). Never mind all the haters fuck’em all let them die slow. All I need is my niggas money liquor and hydro (I kno). (CHORUS x2). Everybody gon’ die one day. Whether it’s natural cause it's a gunplay. But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way. I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday. (VERSE 2). Don’t blame me. Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh). The game needed this. Lloyd Banks AKA Mr. I don’t feed a bitch. Don’t need a bitch. I stay there when I need a bitch. You want a trick you need to switch. Cause I don’t think you could beat this bitch (whoa). This is all I gotta have to blow. So whether it’s fast or slow. Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh). Pop the back. Pass the dro. Roll about a half an O. The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee). You gotta agree. These motherfuckas will probably find. Bin Laden before they find a nigga 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 (damn). I’m the #1 draft pick none of ya’ll are topping me (uh huh). I move around with the plastic you ain’t dropping me (uh huh). They show me love on my city. They fuckin with me and I’m fuckin with them. Nigga G-Unit till the end (Gea). (CHORUS x2). Everybody gon’ die one day. Whether it’s natural cause it's a gunplay. But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way. I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday. [Lloyd Banks]. Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin). So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin). And make me result to violence (violence). And you'll no longer be walkin (walkin). Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin). So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin). And make me result to violence (violence) Nigga.. (nigga). Yeee... You gotta love it!.