On My Hip Lloyd Banks

[Intro]
Yeah
This right here is a Unit thing
Which means if you're hater
You probably won't understand
Or appreciate

[Chorus]
A hood nigga commin' up, new year, anotha truck (Uh)
Nah, I ain't worry about 'em runnin' up
I got heat on my hip
That'll tear your stomach up
I got heat on my hip
Jump if you wanna jump
Uh
I'm chipped up fresh to death
Six up nothin' less (Yeah) if you was wonder if I'm hungry yes
I got heat on my hip
No lil' wheels I got
23's on my shit
Chick who you runnin' wit? uh

[Verse]
Move let a player pass (Pass)
They think I made it fast (Fast)
I hit the gas then throw cash on that hater ass (Ass)
See you later lame (Lame)
I can't be late again (Gain)
They rolled the Red Carpet out for me to make it rain (Woo)
Wood green Cadilliac, lil' niggas mad at that
Brought ice grill, it don't matter black
I got heat on my hip
I'll bag yo bitch, fuck her then I
Fall asleep on that bitch
And in the morning it's back to gettin' money, that money don't make itself (Ah-ah)
You can rob, you can killed, you can steal off the shelf
I'ma ball like I never did
Roll up my weed and kick my feet up on my leather shit
And I love it