! I do it for his block! I do it for this block! {"Cold corner"! } I do it for his block! {Damn! } I do it for this block! [Verse:] Ugh! - I do it like
they drop me I'm loyal to the game {CHORUS: 50 Cent} I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin (Nigga I'm loyal to the game) I give you my way and I
the way I'm a hustla I got it in my blood I'm still hungry I'm out to get it just because One Coupe One block one spot it's not enough Were taking over
Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game Now I know to keep low when the heat blow I'll have niggas post up on ya block like I'm shootin the free throw
it wasn't for pain Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred This if for my niggas on the block
and do all types of shit for us Now I can speak for me, cuz me everywhere I be Niggaz know i'm a G, got it locked, got the keys We movin' bundles of D
up, I hustle, I hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem [Spider Loc] All money ain't good money, this I know But I still love hood money
I ain't thinkin about hats! (I ain't playin'!) I say: "Cassius Clay"! - You say: "butter" I say: "Parkay! I drink Rose! " I had swag since the third
this is my mic dog, I like hoggin' it. [acapella] [beat starts] Flow so wet, I'm a take it tobogganing! - I'm WATER LOGGING IT! I'm SOGGING IT! - PULL
gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump
plaques Homie got cheese, but he don't feed no rats I show the world my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know that He told me I
, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it
verse It don't really matter the way I say it it works First I play in ya shirt then I play around in ya purse [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] I'm fly like an eagle
more than 50 Cent to play this game Nigga hating on me cause I'm doin my own thang I aint Lloyd Banks, bitch. I dont share your brain I was in the fast
50 Cent to play this Game Nigga hatin on me cause I'm doin my own thang I'm ain't Lloyd Banks bitch I don't share your brain I was in the fast lane before
i would hop in my Impala and ride all throught tha night that gave my homeboy light so when u do it do it right,my fingernails still filled with cocaine residue,i
point him out and watch how I knock him off Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watching ya'll, motherfuckers! [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Come on, nigga, I