Keep the cashbox in the stash box
U know I stay with a fat knot
Flow fill the streets like crack rocks
Got em greasier than a Big Mac box
G Unit played out, like throwbacks & flattops
Niggas mad cuz I ain't wanna go at LOX
Banks crying, cuz Dre gave me first dibs on beats
Nigga even if u had got ill beats
Your flow still put niggas to sleep
Nobody wanna hear that gay ass shit
Lit y'all cats up like the Las Vegas strip
Christopher Lloyd aka fake Lupe Fiasco
You ain't no PLK, you got a gay ass flow
Trying to be conscious, you garbage
I put the Glock to your noggin
Unlike your boss I really be mobbing
Have you waking up coughing in a coffin
Fronting online like you flossing and balling
But when we was out dining, your card kept declining
How your name Banks and your pockets not brolic?
Nigga u can never outshine me or outrhymе me
Your boss a rat, so of course he don't wanna supply cheesе
Ain't no cold corner, my bars is fuego
Ask Jimmy,I'm a outlaw like Django
In the Lambo, peach colored mango
I'ma remain dope, nigga you gonna stay broke
Dumb nigga spent his last dollar on a statue of liberty chain
Then ran and got a sugar daddy, out here giving niggas brain
I buried G Unit remains, Black Wallstreets the game
You holla Southside Jamaica but they don't even fuck with you lames
G UNOT nigga...
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