The Hunger For More lyrics

50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains

[Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS)
These niggaz don't really want war (nah)
They just walk around frontin

Lloyd Talkn:
don't love a hoe
don't love a hoe
don't love a hoe
Lloyd Banks Chorus repeat 2x

Im on That Playah Shit bag em call em fuck em leave em
you on that hatah shit sucka dick i dont need em
These bitches make me sick see me act like i dont see em
Go home and baby sit bitch it aint my job to feed em

Verse 1 Lloyd Banks:
Im in my zone bitch
Leave me alone bitch

(ad libs in beggining)

Chorus: Ima Squeeze First, ask questions last
as i watch all these so called Gangstas pass
so ima squeeze first ask questions last,
so if i pull it ima pop it so stay out of my way
So ima Squeeze 1st, ask questions last

Verse 1: I aint the richest but im richer than ya'll
shit Banks is like the young old Chaimberlin, all i do is fuck bitches and ball

[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

Uh...
Uh huh ...
Yeah, yeah...
Uh...

[Chorus]
I am
The one you denied
Brushed me off - everytime I tried
But I'm alright
I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side
If ya ready to ride
I'm down for the one night stand
I'll respect it any way that I can
Cuz I ain'tcha man
I'll try for whatever its worth
Just remember who played who first

[Tony Yayo]
Yee nigga
Fuckin back hunger for more
Tony's home
Yo Banks I told these niggas man
[Lloyd Banks]
Yall done fucked up now
Yee!
Yeeeeee!
[Tony Yayo]
Here We go

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Aint no click like the one I'm with
If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now)
G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)
If you aint reppin where you from then sit (Down)

(feat. DJ Whoo Kid)

[DJ Whoo Kid:] Aw man , can I get a raw please
Is y’all ready, is y’all ready
For the main event, Damn
Lloyd Banks
[Verse 1]

Guess who’s the man that’s real straight out the land of sinners
The Range with hella spinners check out the white wrist
Roll with the damn winners or you and your man’s finished

(Warriors! Come out to Pla-a-a-y!)

I'm a warrior!
Aw man I never run never snitch
I'm a grown man dog I ain't no bitch (A warrior!)
Don't change cause he's rich
Before I shit on my family I lie in a ditch
Don't fold under pressure
You got a shell waitin in the hole if they test ya (A warrior!)
I'll sacrifice it all if he has ta
React and think about it after

{Talking}
New York City
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks
G-Unit
{Chorus}
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Shell take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire fire

{Verse 1}

(feat. 50 Cent, Snoop Dogg)

[Lloyd Banks]
I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in here
But Mr. Bouncer Man, don't put your motherfuckin hands on me
(Can I get high) - without you botherin me
Everybody you see in here tonight's
doin the same thing, so why you keep player hatin on me?
(Can I get high) - without you botherin me

[50] Ay, did you hit this shit?

[Chorus: G-Unit - repeat 2X]

Yee!
Ayo 50, they only do it like us nigga [laughs]
Yee!
[Chorus]

I’m So Fly…
An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
I’m So High…
An I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye
When I Ride By…
An I don’t care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year

(feat. Young Buck)

I'm gon ride, I'm gon ride, they gon ride, we all gon ride, (yea)
I come from the heart of southside (yea)
Holdin it down for my niggas that died (yea)
I gotta busy bird on my side (yea)
Pop shit and get yo whole mouth wide (yea)

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Baby had tried to steal off the payroll

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Around here them boys, 'dem don’t play (uh)
You can hear the sounds of gun spray err day
I give 2 fucks by what a bird say (uh)
Playboy don' do tings er way (whoo)
Ims Raps Lebron Tef Long John (uh)
Bergets Unarmed (uh) the next Sean..John (g'ea)
By any means I protect my charm (uh huh)
Play to bubble you up like my west shawn don (uh)

(feat. Eminem, 50 Cent, Nate Dogg)

[Intro - Eminem]
Remix [echoes]
Lloyd Banks! [echoes]
Ha ha! [echoes]

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
It's like a throne that he dont even own
He wont sit down, given the crown he just throws it around
It's like a joke he's like a king, but he dont rule a thing
He dont want the diamonds, want
the gold or want the jewelry

[Lloyd Banks]

Yee! [laughs]

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
These niggas wanna see me
Cuz of the way I shine
But it aint that easy
To get mine
You get ya ass laid down

[Voice in beat]

Down…
The paint is peelin’
Now…
When the chips are down
Down…
You gotta lose all feelin
Now…
Your head goes round n’ round

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

(feat. Nate Dogg)

Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke
It probably started off a beautiful day with weed smoke
Out of last night’s pussy the murder that she wrote
Cold sweatin from a nightmare mind on a c-note
You leave the door open of intensions of fulfillin your visions
Constantly sidetracked thinking about who’s your man and who isn’t

[VERSE 1]

(uh huh)

I keep my hip on pound
Cause chickens hectic in my town
Drag my family with me cause that’s how real niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn’t for 50 I probably wouldn’t be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and I’ll lay a nigga down (whoo)

[Intro]
Yea! Yea
I done learn from mistake like who's my men and who’s not
Like who's gone run and who's not?
Like who’s gone shoot if you shot?
Who gone hold they own who’s not
Who’s gone choose spots?

[Chorus]
In the streets of New York you can’t trust nobody
Nigga will run up on you wit a 12 gate shoty

[Lloyd Banks]
Man what the fuck are you lookin for?
Can't a young nigga make money any more
Blow a couple grand in the NBA Store
Rock twenty-four thousand on the NBA floor
Niggaz be on stage bendin over on tour
Leave anti-social with a case of lochjaw
Just cause shorty look good, don't mean that you should go
puttin ice on the bitch like she won the Superbowl

[50 Cent]
Yeah, this somethin special y'know, somethin epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
Cause a nigga thuggin don't mean he don't
Don't wanna see you smile baby
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Wooo! he wanna be the reason you smile
he wanna be the reason you smi-ile
he wanna be the reason you smile
After you wipe away your tears and dry your eyes

[Verse One: Lloyd Banks]

bitches like you
bitches like you
bitches like you
See it's bitches like you
dat try to take my manhood.

It's bitches like you
dat make me no good.

It's bitches like you
dat make me go mad.

It's bitches like you
dat make me feel bad

It's bitches like you