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Bangers

Yeah

I'm here nigga

Banks

G-G-G unitNow don't try to stand next to me right

'Cause I'm the nigga they came here to see right

Ain't nothin' 'round here for free right

And I'm here to let these motherfuckers know

That I'll do anything for the dough right

A felony walkin' out the front do' right

Ain't a motherfucker I gotta change fo' right

Therefore I'm a be this way until I goYeah! Guess who walk around with diamond chains and rings on 'em

A pair of throwback Jordan's, with the wings on 'em

With all this talking I'm guessin' they got them things on 'em

'Cause if not Milli's the Forty Cal's a ring on 'em

I know your kind gettin' by leave the city quick

Niggaz bleed just like us I'm on that biggie shit

First of all I'm supposed to ball

I'm supposed to have coast to, coast to callsAnd your niggaz on your CD's garbage

Yeah, they shootin' but they missin'

Sprayin' up the wall like graffiti artist

Some niggaz by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit

'Cause the fans love us I'm nicer than grandmothers

I wake up get dressed put on my tan butters

It's been this way since Puma's and Super Man cover's

A ice pick could do your liver harm

And have you screamin' in the back of the club louder than lil' JonNow don't try to stand next to me right

'Cause I'm the nigga they came here to see right

Ain't nothin' 'round here for free right

And I'm here to let these motherfuckers know

That I'll do anything for the dough right

A felony walkin' out the front do' right

Ain't a motherfucker I gotta change fo' right

Therefore I'm a be this way until I goYou now lookin' at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist

It's kinda hard to keep the balance with this

It keeps the challengers pissed

I vacate to different islands and twist

And back home where the violence exist, now silencers fixed

You buy mileage as gifts as well as man's best friend

And I don't own no rottweillers and pits

It's getting extremely hard for the man to roam

With little kids putting this picture on the camera phoneShit change now that the cameras on

A bitch will jeopardize the marriage to fuck you when that man is gone

These niggaz ramblin' on about the paper that they getting stop it

I got more money than you in my little pocket

Yeah, I'm stingy so it's stretch long

With G-unit sweats on thread needle to Teflon

Des' Eagle and vest on, 'cause everybody ain't enthused

That's your name's around about good news, fuck y'allNow don't try to stand next to me right

'Cause I'm the nigga they came here to see right

Ain't nothin' 'round here for free right

And I'm here to let these motherfuckers know

That I'll do anything for the dough right

A felony walkin' out the front do' right

Ain't a motherfucker I gotta change fo' right

Therefore I'm a be this way until I go{Alright Al, here's the deal

You need to let me manage ya

You need to let Swinndelle management

I, Jerry, from Swinndelle management

You need to let me manage ya

Me, I can provide alota shit for y'all ya here me?

Alota shit}{Who let the dogs out?

That was me kid

I let the dogs out, ya hear me?

Alright, I can provide this for ya Al

Your brother, he'll be part of the act

We can hook it up

It'll be like criss-cross

Except we'll make ya put the hoodies backwards

Me, Jerry, from Swinndelle management

I can provide that}

Songwriters

ALAN MAMAN / CHRISTOPHER LLOYDEPublished by

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