boywonder

whooo

g unit radio

no peace talks

part four

i'm back again

now they call me boywonder but i'm better known as banks

got a nine millimeter i'll put nine in your tank

you think that i'm a slip

nigga hop up off my dick

and the things'll b-a-n-g-

so please don't envy

niggas get paranoid whenever i come to town

the one your girls fuckin' whenever you're not around

you clown

they feel my sound

and they hear me when i spit

how my jewelry got baguettes and canaries in every chip

fuck pol you can't scare me on a trip

my jet skis ridin' in miami with a chick

thats thick

a hollow tip

could turn ya man into a bitch

have him hidin' in the closet by the spannards and the fish

and i know i'm gettin' money but i plan on gettin' rich

see i come from the gutter where theres cameras in the bricks

you should see my whip is sick when i'm ridin' through the hood

you're tired of being broke and mad that i'm doin' good

the police daydreaming of havin' me on that hood

harrassin' me for i.d. and naggin' me cause they could

but i'm still blowin' wood

and grabbin' it out the jar

i'm a g-a-n-g-s-t-e-r