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"The Cake"
[feat. 50 Cent]

[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 Sweeper
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
And I been gone all winter but now a nigga back
But Now A Nigga Back
To Get The Money The Money The Money The Money The Cake
And U Mutha Fuckas Lookin Like Steak
Food On The Plate For The Wolves
follow moves
Dont Get Moved By The Tools
blood'll ooze on ya shoes wait,
Control Ya Hate
U Aint Ridin In Dem 6s
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 you know I got the Mac
I pull up pull out spray hollows at your back
I Dont Give A Fuck
Its Goin Down Like That
I Done Been Through Ery Hood
Dead niggas gon rat
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 Llamas
I Conversate Wit Killas Its Usually About Life
Politicate Wit Lawness Its Usually Bout 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 dick hole
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
Where Aint Nothin Sweet
The Home Of The Homies
Theres A Body Every Week
Now I Dont Hear The Sirens
But they probally on the creep
Plottin To Pull Me Ova
Put The Cake In My Jeep
So Ill Be Skippin Cities 7 States In Aweek
Cant A Mutha Fuckin 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 Str8 To The Cops
You A Bitch Ass Nigga
The Cupcake Of The Block
N E Nigga Disrespect The Click Gettin Shot
Round Here Niggas Get Found Upside Down
Ova The Money The Money The Money The Money The Cake
ooooooooooooo ooooooooooh

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