[Verse 1:]
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Yeah...
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I wake up out my nightmare, hit the street and see my dream
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Most the shit I love is lost through sickness and magazine, Queens
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Cali green, clean, panoramic beam
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Night-vision screen, helpin' me to see what can't be seen, mean
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Foreign vehicle fiend, since nineteen
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The kids see me and scream like I'm sellin' ice cream, dice king
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Gangster till I'm walkin' with a walker
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I turn a chick a stalker, rip all dignity off her
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You'll see a flying saucer 'fore you see another Banks
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Kaiser Soze with the wordplay I'm everything that you ain't, uh
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Chinchilla killer, nigga splash me with the paint, he stomped
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Any club I'm in I'm conf', fuck the competition
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Purple bottle pissin', gettin' top from who you kissin'
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Listen I will not be locked down and you're on pussy prison
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And if you livin' like I'm livin' then you live it up
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Brand new car, ribboned up, treatin' life like we don't give a fuck...
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[Bridge:]
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Now what it is, stayin' sucker free tryna live
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Kindness is, took for weakness, fuck 'em all, mind my biz
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Trust no-one, jus' my sig, cigarello full of ello
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Flyer foot, flyer pedal, on my way in out the ghetto...
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[Verse 2:]
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Chronic in the Fiji, in a brand new Lamborghini
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When you see me it's a half a milli easy, rap need me
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I'm so fly, I'm so greasy, and my arm and ears are freezy
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Shorty smilin' all cheesy I get her outta her bikini, haha...
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Easy... fallaci in the 'cuzzi
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An inspirin' actress dyin' to make a movie
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Groovy, tooly, couchie, hittin' til I'm woozy
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Rubberband man, out in Japan, diamonds and Gucci
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Nigga sue me, see me when I see ya
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When I shit as diarrhea, f-follow the leader
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Flip, I own a heater, I ain't for fakin' either
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White on black Beemer, vehicle jungle fever
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Give me a breather, back up off the boy a bit
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That girl you with, broke her fuckin' neck when she saw the clique
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Real baller shit, holiday stuntin'
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I start my engine with a button close my door with a button, yeah...
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[Bridge:]
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Paper stackin' up so I don't need a thang
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The streets are goin' dumb again, we to blame
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Other crews come and go, we remain
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You can see them other niggaz, niggaz can't see the game...
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[Outro:]
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Nah...
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This that V5...
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Top five dead or alive...
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Uh... Yeah...
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Southside I see you...
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Northside I see you...
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Up top I see you...
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Down South I see you...
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G-G-G-G-G G-UNITTTT... !
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We Remain
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Lloyd Banks |