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[Lloyd Banks]

I need the cake nigga

G-Unit dont play

we rap but we strapped

Buck got the shotgun

50 got the mack

Spida got the streeper

and u bound to hear it clap

u wont have another birthday CAKE afta that

cause Yayo got a temper and he dont know how to act

adn I been gone for the winter

but now a nigga back

to get the money the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE

and you muthafuckas lookin like steak

food on the plate for the wolves

follow wolves

dont get moved by the tools

battle wounds on ya shoes wait

control ya hate

u aint ridin in dem 6s

(WHY?) cause u spendin all ya CAKE on dem bitches

I need the bread lil niggas need christmas

Banks dont rap wit a back pack

im in it for the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE



[50 Cent]

You heard Banks said so i know i got the mag

I pull up pull out spray hollows at your dad

I dont give a fuck

Its goin down like that

I done been through every hood

dead niggas gone rap

in the heart of a victim murda is monumental

i dont complicate shit, yea i keep it simple

my bullet wounds will tell u a story bout wut i been through

southside trama drama wit gallamas

i conversate wit killas its usually about life

politic wit lawness its usually about white

im da poster child of violence

im the boy on the poster

when the shots start to rang out im the boy wit the toaster



yeah listen up chicko

i hustle i get dough

u fuckin wit a sicko

i spazz let a clip go

cannon out da rental

beam to ya temple

i squeez blow your mental

all ova ya friends



[Lloyd Banks]

me im from the street

we aint nothin sweet

the home of the homies

theres a body every week

now i dont hear the sirens

but they prolly gonna creep

plottin to pull me ova

plant the CAKE in my jeep

so ill be skippin cities 7 states in aweek

cant a muthafucka breathin tell me i cant eat

show me the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE

niggas slow down pump ya breaks



no mistakes

cause the jakes

run the plates

then u headed up state

for rollin round wit a steak

niggas start up the beef

and run straight to the cops

you a bitch ass nigga

the cupCAKE of the block

any nigga disrespect the click gettin shot

round here niggas get found upside down

ova the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE

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