50/Banks

[50 talking]

Yeah come on now

Y´all gonna make fifty mad

And you don´t wanna see me mad

[50]

I keep hearin´niggas is happy, the D´s come, niggas

wit guns

When I´m out on bail, ridin´wit´some new ones

My honey told me to snitch the style up

Got 4 cats sent to jail, cause i told the cops

Noe i gotta new diamond watch, and i wear vests on the

block

I´ma snitch till im rich and theres no changin that

I used to sold crack? have to be a fool to believe

that

They got my wearin vests and now im wearing them all

the time

Did you just do a crime? Fifty´s droppin the dime

When i get in jail the cops lemme right out

Cause i snitched on my best friend(Eminem saying "thats right")

It don´t take long, for my snitchin to sink in

[Chorus- repeat 2x]

You´re thicker than water

Ouch!twizzy wizzy wa

You´re thicker than water

Ouch!twizzy wizzy wa

You´re thicker than water

Ouch!twizzy wizzy wa

You can be a Blood or a Crip

Nigga, you bitch

Follow me

[Tony Yayo]

I´m in the money green 7-45,with 7 shots in the fo´

five

Y´all niggas wanna die?

I got a love affair, wit´violence and guns

When I got O´d up, my heart turned colder

That´s why the mac react like a king cobra

Now I´m jumpin´out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers

Y´all niggas wanna stun? I´ll bury you cockroaches

Gimme one year, in this industry

I´ll buy enough guns to declare war on a smalll country

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]

Still walk around wit´the hammer boss

Rope and a cross

Hard times´ll make a lil´nigga hate Santa Claus

Your mountains is high, holdin´in Diana Ross

I´m like a 2003 banana Porsche

I don´t gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut

My team in the cutt, packin´middle things

I got more foreign shoteers than the Sacramento Kings

It´s 8 class karats in the border

I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder

I´m a savage on your daughter

She ain´t in the college dorm

Then I guess I´m squirtin´on the cabin that you

bought her

I´m a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a quarter

Brown colored from shit, he established in the water

You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base

Just `cause you pour syrup on shit, don´t make it

pancakes

[Chorus]