Not Without My Glock

I guess I'm suppose to be scared 'cuz you got toast up in here

Well, nigga let's get one thing clear

I don't leave the block without my Glock

Is it because I'm standing with yo bitch?

Or got all these stones on my wrists?

Don't think you're leavin' here with this

I don't leave the block, without my Glock

I'm on another level when it comes to this, cats swung and missed

Strapped under this, raps hungriest, top soloist, hopped over this

Cheap imitations try, couldn't find an ice pop colder bitch

Wires get tap, your rep can't control the snitch

Which means I'm in the bing if I throw 'em bricks

I dump karats and 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

Yo ball big as yao ming I'ma soldier miss

Only problem in hip hop is waiting

No when that butter, I make the strip pop like bacon, hatin'

So look sloppy so I stop get the rolly fitted

Got a fanbase in the towns that think kobe did it

Them dickriders on the block and they starvin'

Gimme a year, I'll be rockin' the garden

They'll still be in the bricks, same bitch, same sloppy apartment

Bubble gum on the top of your carpet

Food stains in your clothes

They can't catch him, dude changin' his flows

More than his hoes, just got a Range and a Rose

And these hoes didn't always love me, I was pissin' them off

'Cause you got to fuck Banks before you get to the boss

Now I've moved up in rank, ice chips in the cross

To see me blow, is like vice grips on your balls

I guess I'm suppose to be scared 'cuz you got toast up in here

Well, nigga let's get one thing clear

I don't leave the block without my Glock

Is it because I'm standing with yo bitch?

Or got all these stones on my wrists?

Don't think you're leavin' here with this

I don't leave the block, without my Glock

I was destined to swim backwards in cash

Since the day I was smacked in the ass

Give me that blue push in the booth and I'll be back in a flash

First week I'll be platinum and half going hard in the yard

I'm still hungry like I'm back in the draft

Same shitty attitude, Cadillac and the Stash

It's the critically acclaimed, lyrically inclinded

And I'm easily influenced, keep my name out your rhymes

Now a days niggas tell, your own boss set you up

Like Avon and Stringerbell

I'm from the ghetto like Akon, so bring a l

You're worthless, like a weddin' ring in a cell

Hell, all day I'm blowin' dope, see the aroma on my coat?

It's stronger then 2nd hand smoke

When I toat, I blow it in the sky for the slaughter

For every mother and daughter that died in that water

For that lil' girl playing outside when they caughter her

But was suppose to hit the guys on the corner

I make the heads bop in the streets like speed bumps

'Cuz every bar hit ya, hard as an Muhammad Ali punch

My bitch got an ass about as wide as an tree trunk

She hit once, I think about her for 3 months

Don't you know my nigga l pop off wigs?

Leave 'em in the grass and say hi to their kids

Yeah

I guess I'm suppose to be scared 'cuz you got toast up in here

Well, nigga let's get one thing clear

I don't leave the block without my Glock

Is it because I'm standing with yo bitch?

Or got all these stones on my wrists?

Don't think you're leavin' here with this

I don't leave the block, without my Glock

Yeah, Lloyd Banks nigga, ganggreen

Ya know the team G-Unit

Shady, it's over, nothin' else wins