work magic

i'm gon' ride

i'm gon' ride

they gon' ride

we all gon' ride

i come from the heart of southside

holding it down for my niggas that died

i gotta busy bird on my side

pop shit and get your whole mouth wide

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baby had tried to steal off the payroll

i'll have niggas scrapping the skin off the ya face with the same shit they peal a potato

i thank the lord for my blessings and i'm glad he gave us the will power and reflexes of larry davis

you don't wanna see my block formin'

that's a 101 dogs and i don't mean the ones with the spots on 'em

were respected highly

'cause you don't need to practice gymnastics to catch a body

me and money's like whitney

next to bobby

if i bring all my niggas i'll need an extra lobby

as soon as you ain't around jake

you get your ass whipped for chips

now that's the real definition of poundcake

i got the crownsnake

and you can tell when i'm shopping 'cause when the mall stampeding you'll feel the ground shake

i got a car i only drive on thursdays

i'm a stunna

banks blows more cake then birthdays

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look at here

ain't nobody 'round here scared

i'm heading for the top and i'm almost there

oh yeah this shiny shit right here

i'll work magic and make you niggas disappear

look at here

ain't nobody 'round here scared

i'm heading for the top and i'm almost there

oh yeah this shiny shit right here

i'll work magic and make you niggas disappear

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you know how i gets down

this pound hold six rounds

i told you i'd be back bitch

talk that shit now

you hear that for fif sound

duck when i spit rounds

'cause this ain't beverly hills

you in the bricks now

we ain't got shit down here but dope and guns for sell

you get your head cracked and niggas don't run and tell

it's like we sell crack get caught head back to jail

we on that fuck the police shit

we living in hell

you better guard your grill homey

and stand your ground

these bullets burn

they hit whoever's standing around

i never learn even after i took a couple shots

i just got me some band-aids and bought a couple glocks

had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks

once they hear that 12-gauge that's when the trouble stops

if it's beef then i'm ready to ride

just come to casheville you can find me on the southside

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now i ain't from michigan but i'm in the fab 5

you know

yayo and 50

buck and game

you know my fucking name

whether the truck or train

my mind's stuck on the grind

'cause somewhere down the line

a lot of suckers came

yeah ain't talking shit

but we can all tell he ass

jabs will black his eyes like the r-kelly mask

you gotta blast me yo

'cause the louisville will have your head looking like the top of a pistachio

the young gunner with a raspy flow

got every boyfriend thinking they girlfriend's a nasty hoe

my heart laughing a small

maybe it's 'cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball

banks hops out bulletproof this

bulletproof that

bulletproof's snorkle when you hot they hawk you

i got the hood on my shoulder

chain big as a boulder

the 357 tucka

motherfucker

yeah

motherfucker

i'm here. yeah

lloyd banks

g-g-g-g-g g-unit!

money by any means. nigga