(VERSE 1) (uh huh) I keep my hip on pound Cause chickens hectic in my town Drag my family with me cause that If it wasn Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea) If for that if you snap a finger and I It A hood rat will put a future in a fool Till she find out you can A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids Better if I get shot tomorrow cause I don When you hot as an oven they ain When you cold as a freezer n***as treat you like they don Some people call it LIVE DANGEROUS me I call it amnesia Live my life principal driven never bite THE HAND THAT FEEDS YA(uh) Never mind all the haters f** All I need is my n***as, money, liquor and hydro (I kno) (CHORUS x2) Everybody gon Whether it But f**in with me you sliding down a one way I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday (VERSE 2) Don Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh) The game needed this Lloyd Banks AKA Mr. I don Don I stay there when I need a b**h You want a trick you need to switch Cause I don This is all I gotta have to blow So whether it Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh) Pop the back Pa** the dro Roll about a half an O The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee) You gotta agree These motherf**as will probably find Bin Laden before they find a n***a hotter than me We on top as far as I can see And since the hood watching me My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree (damn) I I move around with the plastic you ain They show me love on my city They f**in with me and I n***a G-Unit till the end (Gea) (CHORUS x2) [Lloyd Banks] Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin) So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin) And make me result to violence (violence) And you'll no longer be walkin (walkin) Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin) So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin) And make me result to violence (violence) n***a.. (n***a) Yeee.. You gotta love it!