Letra de 2004 Warmup
Ey yo whatsup you know who the fuck this is, it?s the kid Banks ya heard me? The number 1 fuckin Draft Pick in any hood! G-G-G-G-UNIT!!! Look Banks bout the bubble like crush grapes I don?t give a fuck, wait but bring me my cut laid in this ducktape. My heart?s colder than upstate so I aint got time for relationships give me a slut gate. I?m far from sweet but can?t get enough cake, nigga I put you on your ass like tough breaks. Bitch you be rich If you can spend babies, I disrespect niggas, call men ladies, Round from the gun sound like M-80?s, Timbs all year, Black, Brown and Gravy Banks got a Gun to the back down and navy so if you owe me, get smacked down and pay me Im honest, it aint no loss, nigga I don?t even need in restaurants if it aint no froz I throw combos, Six fo?s and Five?s, and put your hand out, if it aint for a five These rap niggas following me like tour guides, talking gangsta, like they got more lobs I pound out pussy, leave her with sore thighs, nigga I been fuckin with tits with before eyes You might see me in the shit that store hots, I don?t care I punch niggas with four Oz Every Bar takes away a little more bright, I got something from Big Small and tour Guys We might pull up and Big Small in tour rides, Might pull up and put up a bullet in your ride Niggas want it with Banks even the whores tried, I put something in your gut through your door slide For the talks I never fall in Love with them clothes, I?m Ghetto, Timbaland Bubblegum Sauce I done seen girls turning to Doubledumb hoes, then they get pregnant, another one grows Haters must runnin see the brother gun blow, get at me the kid with the number 1 flow If it?s one on one hoe, sit back and blow me and argue over my balls like Shaq and Kobe Yeah I know me, relax twist back the drowie yack and moley, fuck around and yack your roley I don?t want problems if your give me death to show me, nuthin but cocklovers runnin with Axel Foley I aint got no aim but to slop you sprayers, hittin up the wall more than hockey players Niggas, thought I was sleep, and jock me later get your own shit, why you wanna copy hater? I?m a big dog, you a puppy child, hoes wanna fuck me now cuz they hear my name like the Puffy trial That nigga got a bad temper plus he foul, blowin dro hand pic form my pluffy spell Yeah, here we go! That wasn?t ignorant, I?m just playin?