(feat. Lloyd Banks Tony Yayo). [50 Cent]. Unh yeah..I like the way this feel right here. yo...turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit. yeah... [50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)]. There ain't shit in this world deeper than loyalty and love. (Except loyalty and love between thugs). For you I pull up in the whip and spray the whole strip. (For you I walk up close and lay a nigga's kin). For you there ain't a damn thing that I won't do. I'm a Thug this my way I show my love for you. (Nigga for you I get the coke I'ma turn it into cash). For you if we go broke we gon' rob a nigga ass. (For you if we get knocked I'ma have to take the weight. 'Cause with a record like yours dogg you ain't stayin' upstate). Nigga for you I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?). 'Cause I know you'd do the same thing too...haha. I ride you ride for me my enemies your enemies. How could you not love a Thug like me?. [Chorus]. Would you ride for me? (you ain't even got to ask). Would you die for me? (nigga they blast you they blast me). Would you cry for me? (shit when I die don't cry for me just. keep reppin'. Southside for me). Nigga you ride for me? (you ain't even got to ask). Would you die for me? (nigga they blast you they blast me). Would you cry for me? (shit when I die don't cry for me just. keep reppin'. Southside for me). [50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)]. (Nigga I'm the stem you the crack. I'm the clip you the gat. I'm the glock you the mac. I'm the artist you the track. I'm a pen you the pad. I'm the Dutch you the bag. I'm the knife you the stab. I'm the driver you the Jag). I'm the ice you the bezel. I'm grimy you ghetto. I'm the bow you the arrow. I'm the shell you the barrel. I'm a pimp you a player. I'm dope you the hustler. I'm a nine quiet me down you the muffler. [Chorus]. [Tony Yayo]. You can catch me in public housing wit' bundles of D. Or in the Santa Monica mountains bundled up to ski. Since time is money I rhyme on the clock. And walk through the strip with a nine in the ox. You seen the ice you know it's top notch. And when it comes to dice I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box. Banks stop guns pop through your tank top. And leave you wet up like a sonar range drop. When I grind I wear the same thing tomorrow. When you grind it's Showtime at the Apollo. Damn near every rapper gotta hide sixteen. Well my flow's like a ho that's sixteen. I ran through niggas dismantled niggas. They mad 'cause they see me in Cancun bitches. But I'm ghetto straight from the 'hood my nigga. If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my finger. I got so many minks and so many leathers. The crib is surrounded by animal protesters. I'm a grown man still livin' like I'm young. With the mind of an old man full of wisdom. Here the cops come task force van. Rock so much ice I'm called Jack Frost man. And while we sippin' on cris' you sippin' backwash man. Your team got heart but your heart's in my hand. You want sixteen bars in song format. Or sixteen cars on your mom's doormat...what