Bangers

[Intro]

Yeah, I'm here nigga

Banks, G-G-G-G, G Unit

[Hook: Lloyd Banks]

Now don't try to stand next to me (Right)

Cause I'm the nigga they came here to see (Right)

Ain't nothing 'round here for free (Right)

And I'm here to let these mothafuckas know

That I'll do anything for the dough (Right)

A felony walkin out the front do' (Right)

Ain't a mothafucka I gotta change fo' (Right)

Therefore I'ma be this way until I go

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Guess who walk around with diamond chains and rings on 'em

A pair of throwback Jordan's, with the wings on 'em

With all this talking I'm guessing they got them things on 'em

Cause if not Milli's the Forty Cal's a ring on 'em

I know your kind getting by leave the city quick

Niggas bleed just like us, I'm on that Biggie shit

First of all I'm sup-posed to ball

I'm sup-posed to have coast to, coast to calls

And your niggas on your CD's garbage

Yeah, they shooting but they missing, spraying up the wall like graffiti artist

Some niggas by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit

Cause the fans love us I'm nicer than grandmothers

I wake up get dressed put on my tan butters

It been this way since Puma's and Super Man cover's

A ice pick could do your liver harm

And have you screaming in the back of the club louder than Lil' Jon

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

You now looking at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist

It's kinda hard to keep the balance with this, it keeps the challengers pissed

I vacate to different islands and twist

And back home where the violence exist, nines, silencers, fifths

We buy mileage as gifts as well as man's best friend

And I don't own no rottweillers and pits

It's getting extremely hard for the man to roam

With little kids putting this picture on the camera phone

Shit change now that the cameras on

A bitch will jeopardize the marriage to fuck you when they man is gone

These niggas rambling on about the paper that they getting stop it

I got more money than you in my little pocket

Yeah, I'm stingy so it's stretch long, with G-Unit sweats on

Thread needle to Teflon, Des' Eagle and vest on

Cause everybody ain't enthused

That's your name's around about good news, fuck you!

[Hook]

• Artist:The Alchemist
• Album:1st Infantry