Without My Glock Lloyd Banks

[Chorus]
I guess I'm supposed to be scared (Yeah)
'Cause you got toast up in here (Uh-Uh)
Well nigga lets get one thing clear (Yeah)
I don't leave the block without my Glock (Glock)
Is it because I'm standin' with your bitch? (Bitch)
Or got all these stones on my wrists? (Bling!)
Don't think you're leavin' here with this (This)
I don't leave the block without my Glock (Glock)

[Verse 1]
I'm on another level when it comes to this, cats swung and missed
Strapped under this
Rap's hungriest, top soloist, hopped over this
Cheap imitations try, couldn't find an ice pop colder bitch (wooo!)
Wires get tap, your rep can't control the snitch
Which, means I'm in the BINGE if I throw 'em bricks
I dump karats in the RING overflow the wrists
Man, I even bring the thing when I go to piss
Look, money ain't a THING thought I told them this (Uh-uh)
Your boy big as Yao MING I'm a soldier miss (Yeah)
Only problem in hip hop is waitin'
Known when that butter, I make the strip pop like bacon
Hatin', so look sloppy so I stop get the Rollie fitted
Got a fan base in the towns that think Kobe did it (Oh!)
Them dick riders on the block and they starvin'
Give me a year I'll be rockin' the Garden (Uh-Uh)
They'll still be in the bricks
Same bitch, same sloppy apartment (Damn)
Bubble gum on the top of your carpet, food stains in your clothes
They can't catch him
Dude's changin' his flows more than his hoes (wooo!)
Just got a Range and a Rolls
And these hoes didn't always love me
I was pissin' them off (Uh-Uh)
'Cause you got to fuck banks before you get to the boss (Uh-Uh)
Now I've moved up in rank, ice chips in the cross
To see me blow, is like vice grips on your balls (Whooo!)