50 Cent - Banks Workout (Lyrics)

[50 Cent]

I hear a lotta talkin' niggas must be mad at Banks

But there's only one problem - niggas ain't as bad as Banks

Nigga yous front, you gon' get shot down

We fend to pump crack at your spot now, G-Unit

Nigga ain't nuttin change

You move I'll blow your brains

[Lloyd Banks (50 Cent):]

These niggas don't really want war (nah)

They just walk around fronting

'Cause I walk around stunting

Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea)

If you really want something we can show up at your front door

I know my history, my family tree done said "master" (uh-huh)

Fuck living positive, 'cause negativity spreads faster

A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car

'Cause big heads come flying through ya door like Casper (WOO)

I'm smoking out the jar (jar) scoping out the bar

Distracted see shorty breast poking out the bra (uh-huh)

Not the type to go spark metal and

Stop thinking you gangsta 'cause you hit a park yellow van (yea)

Act hard but ya heart made a marshmallows man

Talk tough, til you get cuffed and start telling damn

Everyday I got a new bitch and when I'm done with her

It'll look like she dived head first into cool whip (God damn)

You only gon wind up dead trying to prove shit

I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yeah)

I gotta have bucks on the waist

I'm hungry like a South African with flies stuck to his face (WAA)

Catch Banks in a truck full of bass (uh-huh)

Remember I'm a bachelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space

You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped

The only trigger you touch is on a gas pump

I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew

Cook and clean for the kid like Celie in color purple (uh-huh uh-huh)

I know you wanna pop me but (but)

If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (ah)

Fuck, I really hold the rubber

I send Sparks at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba

I'm aiming for a video or cover, huge tour buses

A pound and a philly hold the smuggler

G-Unit's what's up right now

The Gucci cloth is on a Newport sign upside down

You gotta come a little harder, nigga

You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a starter (ha ha ha)

You still gotta beg a ho (ho)

And you mad 'cause you blowing on oregano

You niggas'll never blow

Anyone to step in my ring is brave

I don't know a thing about hair styling but I can make a finger weave (err)

Short stay leave her butt in the telly

Lace up the beef and broccolis peanut butter and jelly

I'm about to get this deal (uh-huh) shorty know

That's why she foaming out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill

I ain't loud around a snitch (nah)

I don't crowd around a bitch (nah)

The jumpsuit match with the Carolina kicks

I been sick since niggas was on Harlod Miner dick

I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips (woo)

Niggas can't stand the fact that I'm real

I kidnap the queen from the castle and put her back on the pill

Gimme Barbie at her best (uh-huh)

Bacardi at the chest (uh-huh)

I'm similar to the young Marcus Garvy at the desk

Useta have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press

Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest

My success got suckers salty (salty)

Blowing steam like a cup of coffee

Click POW get these fuckas off me

[50 Cent:]


Lloyd Banks nigga

What's up nigga?

It's 50 nigga

You fuckin' with him right?

I know you fucking with him 'cause I said you fucking with him

That's my baby right there that's my boy right there my young nigga

What's up nigga?

What the fuck

I hear niggas hollering that "keep it real" and all that nigga

Nigga if you talking all that gangsta shit

Nigga we get it popping nigga

What's up nigga?

Anytime nigga I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon nigga

Any where you see me nigga

Let's go