Lloyd Banks - The Work Out Pt. 4 lyrics

[Intro:] [50Cent:] I hear alot of talkin' {DAMN! } n***as must be mad at Bank$! [Bank$:] Ah you b**h a** n***as! Y'all n***as love talkin'... I just smile on my dude! Y'all can catch me... [50Cent:] But there's only one problem, n***as ain't as bad as Bank$ [Bank$:] ... on the top of the newboard this summer! Yeeaah n***a! Punchline kid is back! [Whoo Kid:] Whooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! [Bank$:] New York City stand the f** up, man! Yeah [Lloyd Bank$:] Yeah! - Go get ya camera man! (yeah!) - That's a Lambo' fam. (yeah!) Gun in the safe, the same one from Rambo hand. [gunshot] {DAMN! } I got a pack of? - You know whatever chedda! (huuh?) Flyin' my New York hoe in - cause her head is better. (uh!) {COME ON! } I said I'd never sweat her (nah!) - well I guess I lied (lied!) She s** the ghost outta a n***a and I'm petrified. (uh!) You n***as nuthin' but roaches - hit the pesticide I spray lil', you roll around {GOD-... } in ya neck and die. [shot] {DAMN! } I'm the nicest out. Look at the ring you hear the price and pout - every 16th I ice 'em out. (bling!) {Whoooo! } 50 sold 11 mill' brought Tyson house (uh!) And mine to, cross dude and the knife come out. I can't wait to see you bricks on the sidestretch, Bunch a holes in ya like the bricks [shot] in the projects. [shot] Kefflon whips rubber grips for the nonsense, Conscience - of the consequences, abnoxious. ('Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyy!) {YO! } And we can ride all night; Somebody might come get 'em. - tie his bandana on too tight. (uh!) {Whoooo! } You can book 'em short notice, I'm a sell out in the night The car won't get me there - but the helicopter might. (yeah!) {COME ON! } I bring all the toys out let the clip go sh** The whip so new - even the bird sh** don't stick. (whoooo!) {HAHA! } I got a hell of a system sound travel 3 blocks (yeaah?) Bulletproof doors and all you can eat tops. (uh!) Runnin' out to me, {Whoooo! } I only need the funerals I bu*ton all you n***as up like Jay-Z. [gunshot] I smoke for free when I'm out in DC {DAMN! } VVS's is in my ear - clearer than HD. {GET BACK! } I don't know why he walk around with my logo he ain't me (ain't me!) Braggin' 'bout the millions of dollars you ain't see. (ain't see!) Gimme ammo in a jammy! [gun co*ks] (uh!) - my hand over a grammy (uh!) {Whoooooooooooooooooooo} 2 cribs, that's why I ship the Lambo' in Miami. {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } Please, ain't tryin' to be in a jam over the panties (uh-uh!) They love 'em when I leave 'em for the very same reason. (Lenna!) {HAHA! } One n***a started. - A couple n***as followed Now they all can't eat like the Next Top Model (Top Model!) New York City boy but they love me in Chicago (RUN!) A lil more in Philly from here to Atlantic City. (yeeah!) {MONEY WRONG! } I flip flop smokin' around, 6 drop cruisin' the town. (yeeah!) 6 shot ruger the pound with Hip-Hop screwin' {Whoooooo! } them now. (yeeah!) [gunshot] Nah I don't give a f** Joe Pesci flow (uh!) Might win another Vibe award if they let me go. (lemme go!) I'm like royalty a muthaf**in' king (haha!) When I move she move! - Like a puppet on a string. {SHA MONEY! } 50 karats on the bracelet a couple on the ring. (yeah!) My treasure chest is a mess, a bucket full of bling. (yeah!) I'm the P cut boy I tuck 'em in the whole piece You mutherf**as is lucky, I don't wear gold teeth! {COME ON! } [Chorus: 50Cent] I hear alot of talkin' these n***as they mad at Bank$ I bet they'll keep on talkin', after this shot they be tellin' the chicks. {HAHA! } My n***as they get it poppin' find-out {CAN'T FORGET... } when we at ya wake {JESSIE! } You and you in your coffin, damn you {PAULYNNE! } made a big mistake. [shot] {Whoooooooo! } [Outro: 50Cent] YEAH! It's 50 n***a! Y'all n***as know wha**up! Lloyd Bank$! The changin' of the cards! {HAHA! } I'll be back n***a... I'll just fall back! Feel what I'm sayin'? It's Bank$ turn n***a! NOW WATCH THIS! YOU HEAR TTAH? Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! {HAHA! } That's the money machine! Boop, boop, boop! You hear that?... That's the money truck backin' up! {HAHA! } It's Lloyd Bank$ n***a! You should already know? ! You gonna eat with the Unit... Or you gonna eat a can of sardines! Haha! {DAMN! } [gunshot] [beat stops]