[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah
You niggas know what time it is, man
Money bring the hoes
I always bring the flows (Come on)
The foes bring out the [?] (Yeah)
And then it goes

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I'll get up In ya household
Fuck ey'thing up a little then I'm out slow
And I ain't worried 'bout the noise 'cause she out cold
And I'm 'bout dough
The same nigga from the intro to outro, hoe
Black Superman, Chinchilla for a cape
G-4 when I sore, back an' forth the tour, boy
My reign is sumthin' you can't ignore
And after The Rotten Apple you'll understand it more
I'm a G-Unit nigga, nigga you know what it is
Queens, South Side representative
And when it's all over, you'll remember what I did
Took a sixteen and flipped it into a crib
The best puss' sing; can't you hear the chicks scream?
My sounds good as money, a underground king (King)
You can tell I'm doin' my thing by the ring
I get it how I spit it, that stop and stare gleam
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