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50 Cent - Burying Bodies Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah
Lloyd Banks
Uh huh, Boy Wonder

[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is L
L-O to the Y-D
I'll hook your stupid ass up to a I.V
All of a sudden niggas thinkin' they can try me
'Cause my video on MTV but
If anybody comes near me, then I'll be caged in the slammer, my fans callin' me stupid, 'cause it was all over music
But as soon as you cut 'em slack, they abuse it
I'm tryna figure out who these niggas got me confused with

[Interlude: DJ Whoo Kid & 50 Cent]
Bring it back, Mo' Money in the Bank, part 3
Yeah, Lloyd Banks, uh huh, Boy Wonder

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is L
L-O to the Y-D
I'll hook your stupid ass up to a I.V
All of a sudden niggas thinkin' they can try me
'Cause my video on MTV but
If anybody comes near me then I'll be caged in the slammer my fans callin' me stupid 'cause it was all over music
But as soon as you cut 'em slack, they abuse it
I'm tryna figure out who these niggas got me confused with
Before these goons flip
Nigga you'll lose shit, ya equilibrium, what you chew ya food with
Followed by chest pains 'cause I ain't wrestling
Life is like a chess game and it's my move, you lose, I cruise
Big benz, no friends, just me one nine, full clip I'm fine
Let's ride, I can guarantee ya I won't sleep and ain't a nigga
You can sic on me that I won't rip, shit
[Interlude: 50 Cent]
Yeah
I heard that nigga Nas talk about me
He don't want it with me, he can't even fuck wit my niggas
See you hear this nigga, Banks?
Oh my god, man, ahhhhh!

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent]
To fade me it's gon' take more than guts
You need the eye of a tiger, heart of a lion and King Kong's nuts(Uh)
You babblin' like we're a pair
'Til I flip and put your ass up there (Grrrrr)
Like a muthafuckin' (Get 'em Banks) Care Bear
Now I pull on the spot
The best hoe on the whole block
She could suck the gum out of blow pop, ack
My son ready with the gun
And I bet he stick a noodles on the wall like spaghetti when it's done
Ya boy bring shottas and machetes when I come (Uh-huh)
Through the city knockin' 50, rocky bezey in the slums (Wooo), son
In the lab like Gotti crib
I done jumped into more kicks than the Karate Kid probably did
The Boy Wonder's the American idol
And every night I go to bed with the title, an infared and a bible
Niggas only deserve one line, my diamonds'll light up the building
So I don't need the sunshine (sunshine)
[Outro: 50 Cent]
What
Shyne talk about me?
All ya'll didn't tell him what happened since he been gone
I run this shit, nigga!
Haha
Banks these niggas havin' hunger pains
Niggas starvin' man, we can't even blame 'em for what they sayin', baby
Nahhh, baby
They fuckin' hurtin', man
These niggas is starvin', man