My Block Lloyd Banks

[Chorus]
My block, a real nigga walk around
With that thing ready to pop
Man you gotta be crazy to think
I’m not, gonna do whatever I gotta do
If you should violate the crew
And stick your hands in my pot
It ain’t nothing to sweat
It’s like I’m someone that’s to come for your neck
In any the event that I’m shot
Don’t be surprised I know what you work too
I know a hundred niggas just like you

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you something, ya don't want it me neither
Man your boy is hot as 100 degrees fever
My bodyguard body long as a meat cleaver
The longer you sleep on them, the longer they sleep
Ya don't want it with me neither
Man your boy is hot as 100 degrees fever
My bodyguard body long as a meat cleaver
The longer you sleep on them, the longer they sleep in ya
Now I’m running through them hundreds and green chiefers
The … and godfather, to handle my job harder
Think I’m LeBron with the ball plus the rocks
And my burgundy Nike's with the mustard tops
Now we ride around town make them custom drops
It’s my block, screaming out fuck the cops
Lay cash on my mother, she laughs and I love her
Never will she read a book with my ass on the cover
Life short so we mash on the rubber
First one to hit her, last one to hug her
First one I visit, last one I love her
I’m passing the rubber, off my list
Then she getting passed to my brother