718 Niggas Lloyd Banks

[Intro:]
COME ON!
"5 AND BETTER"! [scream]
"RETURN... OF THE PLK"! [gunshot]

[Chorus 1: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
We heavy on the hydro, and heavy on the hip!
Speeding by I'm like Angaledy on my shit
'0-8 Gallardo, man I hollow niggas up
Bottle after bottle models follow in the truck! - What? [car tires squeal] {Whooooooo!}

[Verse:]
The hood miss the champion, cause everybody dancing an'
These bi-polar niggas keep talking until you answer them
Somebodies amping 'em! - I fuck around and trample 'em
Squash 'em by accident, I'll never shake your hand again! [gunshot]
Shopping off the manakin' - dropping 20 grand again
Copping while they srcambling, I make it back gambling
Your girl look like a gremlin' - and mine look like a dime on
Stilleto or a Timb'land - she'll pop up on your mind! {LLOYD BANK$!}
Mind your own fucking bidness don't get nosey, it get hurt!
Burried holy in the dirt from a word over the chirp
I'm nothing like these other niggas all my clothes fit
And I don't walk around wearing bags like a chick!
Niggas talking birds, ain't never seen A BRICK!
You either down or YOU NOT - ain't no in between this shit. {HAHA!}
If you learn to be respectful I might let you clean the whip
And get nose bleed tickets to the show you fucking prick. {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
And my cake bigger! - I'm a "718 Nigga" {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
You a snake, nigga! - One foot over the gate, nigga!
Just wait nigga! - Cowards don't last long, get blast on
Bloody face; all over the mask on, your ass gone. {DAMN!} [shot]
Don't come through here without your pass on they
Throwing "2 G's Up" - so you ain't got to ask 'em!
All these niggas want nice things, Bentleys and Ranged out
Man, I ain't seen Lupe with his board since he came out. {MONEY WRONG!}
I bet he traded that in for some wheels [police sirens]
Cause his ships change every couple years and they I'll! [police sirens]
It might not be nessaccery, that's just how I feel [police sirens]
Nigga you don't like me die slow - pop a pill! [gunshot]
You ain't got a career, just cause you got a deal
Half of these niggas told they'll come out and never will
On the real! - These cupcake niggas know the deal
My goons give out the wounds, you ain't wanna feel!