• Artist: Alchemist & Lloyd Banks
• Song Title: Bangers
• Album: Bangers

Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah! I’m here n***a, Banks!!! G-G-G-G-G-G Unit!!!

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Now don’t try to stand next to me (Right)
Cause I’m the n***a they came here to see (Right)
Ain’t nothin round here for free (Right)
And I’m here to let these motherf**kers know
That I’ll do anything for the dough (Right)
A felony walkin out the front do’ (Right)
Ain’t a motherf**ker I gotta change fo’ (Right)
Therefore I’m a be this way until I go

[Verse 1]: Lloyd Banks
Yeah! Guess who walk around with diamond chains and rings on ‘em
A pair of throwback Jordan’s, with the wings on ‘em
With all this talking I’m guessin they got them things on ‘em
Cause if not Milli’s the Forty Cal’s a ring on ‘em
I know your kind gettin by leave the city quick
N****s bleed just like us I’m on that Biggie s**t
First of all I’m sup-posed to ball
I’m sup-posed to have coast to, coast to calls
And your n*****s on your cd’s garbage
Yeah they shootin but they missin, sprayin up the wall like graffiti artist
Some n****s by the bootleg but go and cop the real s**t
Cause the fans love us I’m nicer than grandmothers
I wake up get dressed put on my tan butters
It been this way since Puma’s and Super Man cover’s
A ice pick could do your liver harm
And have you screamin in the back of the club louder than Lil’ Jon

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Now don’t try to stand next to me (Right)
Cause I’m the n***a they came here to see (Right)
Ain’t nothin round here for free (Right)
And I’m here to let these motherf**kers know
That I’ll do anything for the dough (Right)
A felony walkin out the front do’ (Right)
Ain’t a motherf**ker I gotta change fo’ (Right)
Therefore I’m a be this way until I go

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
You now lookin at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist
It’s kinda hard to keep the balance with this
It keeps the challengers pissed
I vacate to different islands and twist
And back home where the violence exist, now silencers fixed
You buy mileage as gifts as well as man’s best friend
And I don’t own no rottweillers and pits
It’s getting extremely hard for the man to roam
With little kids putting this picture on the camera phone
S**t change now that the cameras on
A b**** will jeopardize the marriage to f**k you when they man is gone
These n****s ramblin on about the paper that they getting stop it
I got more money than you in my little pocket
Yeah I’m stingy so it’s stretch long
With G-Unit sweats on thread needle to Teflon
Des’Eagle and vest on, cause everybody ain’t enthused
That’s your name’s around about good news, F**K YOU!!!

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Now don’t try to stand next to me (Right)
Cause I’m the n***a they came here to see (Right)
Ain’t nothin round here for free (Right)
And I’m here to let these motherf**kers know
That I’ll do anything for the dough (Right)
A felony walkin out the front do’ (Right)
Ain’t a motherf**ker I gotta change fo’ (Right)
Therefore I’m a be this way until I go

[Outro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah! Yeah!