[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
These n***as wanna see me, cause of the way I shine
But it ain't that easy, to get mine, you get your a** laid down
[Hook]
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
Funny how the world revolves around my click
Cause just a year ago, n***a ain't had sh**
Me and my right hand share the same outfit
Which fuels the fire that I ear to game outwit
It's amazing the way the boy came up so quick
But that platinum n***as will blow your brain out, sh**
I'm the new n***a the others can't stand
The rubber band man, be god damned if I can
Let another n***a feel my spot
If a n***a steal from me, it's the steel I pop
I'm on my grind, so if you thought I chill I'm not
Won't stop letting the steering wheel peel the block
[Hook 2X]
[Verse: The Game]
Banks, they think I'm Yayo's replacement
Nah, I borrowed his G-Units to walk through the matrix
I'm signed to the doctor, and I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 cent, now I got a face-lift
Magazines wanna know, where the f** L.A. been
Almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in
2001, I was playing my PlayStation and
You heard 9 shots; I'm faced down with my heart pacing
All I could think about was hide my guns and my d** in the basement
It was either that or the state pen
I woke up of the coma, police waiting for a statement
[Hook 2X]
Pa** the weed, let a n***a get into his zone
Poppa left me all alone in the world to roam
But now I'm grown millionaires in my cell phone
A year past now god did, and L gone
And I'm sick, bought a chopper with a long clip
So think about that before you make ya songs, dick
Or lose a limb, please don't get me confused with him
Cuz I'm down to go a whole round, lose or win
If I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride
Every strip block the projects is on my side
A ghetto's gone by the hundred grand on my arm
Sick boxing never hundred grand on my charm, you broke n***a
[Hook 2X]