Anotha Dolla Lloyd Banks

[Chorus]
(Everybody I know) is waitin' to stumble onto somethin'
A few niggas'll settle for nothin'
(But I'm gettin' mine though)
Slippin' around here is risky
Especially if you gettin' it they hate on you quickly
(And I know) that I should hit the top
'Cause I been sittin' back watchin' this bullshit pop
When these hoes see a nigga gettin' paid they wanna holla
Another day, another dollar

[Verse 1]
I'm hooked to the smell of the slum of the Southside city streets
The crookedest beefs is outside [?] sleeps
Old ladies open they mouths wide in disbelief
Little niggas wavin' they middle fingers to diss police
The block bums got diseases and missin' teeth
And the heat's off, so they freezin' and this completes
My poor man sore guide, where they go to war, right
The same shit the media glorified
I'm on my way to PA, weeded before the ride
And do my little thing then I'm gone, with me a whore to slide
Check out my catalog, you gettin' bread, it don't matter dog
I slide through with a better broad
City expect that of me
I'm hot, so they wanna let the sket splatter me
I'm tryin' to do five, think of the check that'll be
Banks don't walk, I let the jet carry me, yeah