insecure about my life So how could I get by without you making me right? {Chorus} Let go, she's gone forever, a total nightmare You know you're better off
about my life So how could I get by without you making me right? {Chorus} Let go, she's gone forever, a total nightmare You know you're better off this
off Come up or run up on me But when you step to the Locster, don't come weak Be prepared for do or die, you lose your life Cause when you're fuckin with
me [VERSE 4: D-Loc] Duck, you pigeon, peckin like a chicken Snakin on a brother cause I'm doggin yo bitches I'm not as big as you, so you think that you Can fuck over me, but you're
know? This is about you now, is it 'gon make you happy to see me gone? Are you gonna miss me when I'm gone? Are you just gonna forget about me? I meant
where you rest, I'll make a mess The holla tips'll hit ya chest, you cough up blood to EMS Come pick you up, You know you fucked When you get on a stretcher
cover, make moves like no other In dark alleys, you're gettin opened from your belly I rock spots for blocks, I knock you inna skelly I know you're jelly
you in check Other words make you come correct Think that to stop giving the loving You must be smoking pestacide because you're damn sure bugging After one hit you're
show me what your made of you can't stop my, stop my love ah,ah,ah,ah,ah,ah You say you do then you dont you say you will when you wont but you can'
you fuckin' with Banks, nigga [Chorus:] Fuckin' with Banks Yeah boy, you'll get mopped when you're... Fuckin' with Banks You get that ass socked up when you're
time you call me sir or mister It's the word-twister tongue used to make the verbs hit ya Now do you get the fucking picture? Well if you, gotta see me you better
I don't quit I never have If you step in the act you better be better then that You can talk your shit like whatever, dag But excuse me miss we need
it won't miss This is a lyrical drive-by So hit the ground, don't make a sound And watch the truth fly You better not relax And you better be watching
spits hazardous with it Like a disastrous blizzard so you better listen quick fast don't miss it Yeah go ahead little prick bastard, diss it But when you get hit
But on Saturday night they go from house to house You don't have to pay the usual admission If you're a cook, a waiter or a good musician So if you happen
get with or stick on the reg Got you running round in circles fiending for the third leg But baby don't you go yet, cause you ain't really strong You
live, plot where I lay up If you got coke way up, Got doe then pay up Niggas shoot at me a nigga better spray up Cause God forbid, you hit me in my Ribs
It's Gangsta Red straight flowin' from the head Checkin' you suckers Because you're nuthin' but bustas Cowards In The Pack if you know it's always like that So fuck you
