Banks Victory Lyrics

Banks Victory lyrics

[50 Cent] 

Yo, yo we can't stay alive forever 

So if shit hit the
fan then we might as well die together 

I'm high as ever, more holes and
more cheddar 

G-Unit move around wit them pounds and berreta's 

Yea
faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it 

Regardless if it's handed to me or
I gotta grab it 

Don't make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me 

I'm cocky, raps rocky, nigga you sloppy 

You know that I'm, 8 levels
above you nigga 

I'll club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly
nigga 

I'm the wrong one to provoke 

You rattin on niggas is only
gon' leave you smoke 

So the only thing left now is tools for these
cowrads 

I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards 

They pop
shit 'till we start approaching these cowards 

While we lay around
dollars, they lay around flowers 



[Lloyd Banks] 

I got a
intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer 

And who flip when I call
a bitch like she Queen Latifah 

Not all the vehicle's is long enough to
stash the streetsweeper 

This shit can get uglier than the Master P
sneaker 

We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus 

Soon as spring break ho's home from college wanna fuck us 

I ain't
here to drop knowledge on you suckas 

I'll sick rottweiler's on you
fuckas, cops followin to cuff us 

Top dollars to discuss this, whole
lotta zeros 

When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero 

I'ma
break before I lay floor berry 

Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga
plad ain't bulbary 

You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen 

You changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy 

I know to
watch botherin ya vision 

You reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like
its part of yo religion -ac