Texty: Lloyd Banks. 5 And Better Series: Halloween Havoc. Need To Be 1.

[car crash]

[Intro:]
Keepin' it one, uh!

[Verse 1: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Fuck what you hear fuck you you hear it from (uh!)
They going to let their mouth run 'til the murder come
Murder one! - I'm all over baby ain't heard of them (naah!)
I'll show the finer thing you don't deserve a bum! (uh!)
Where I'm from shots rung bodies hung
All over nothin' probably crumble small things in the slums - change swingers I come. {HAHA! }
Come by - I'm lay back I'm high
Bet I fuck you out your knots and your back untied. [rewind]
I'm...

[Interlude: 50 Cent]
Ayo pull that back, man!
Ayo play that again man, Youkno'msayin'? [kids ovation]

[Intro]
Keepin' it one, uh!

[Verse 2:]
Fuck what you hear fuck you you hear it from (uh!)
They going to let their mouth run 'til the murder come [scream]
Murder one! - I'm all over baby ain't heard of them (naah!)
I'll show the finer thing you don't deserve a bum! (uh!)
Where I'm from shots rung bodies hung
All over nothin' probably crumble small things in the slums - change swingers I come.
Come by - I'm lay back I'm high
Bet I fuck you out your knots and your back untied. (hahah!)
I'm a be in Lambghi being, I'm so fly! (uh!)
You can't seem in my denim beam rides rode by (uh!) [scream]
Where I'm from Coliseum leave they mouth all wide (uh!)
Eat, sleep, shit, walk talk about SouthSide. {LLOYD BANK$! }
FGYI about the moves I will never break (no!)
These niggas feathered weight don't trust em if they hesitated. [kids ovation]
1500 horses and I'm pushing 'til the pedal break,
You little niggas pedaling I'm heavy on whatever state. (HAHHH!)
I like my ten or nine not seven eight
Cherry red rose give a hoe a lemon face. (raagh!)
Fuck a hater! 2-2-7 on the cheddar chase (yeah!)
Eat a bullet tell me, how the Mack-11 taste (yeeah!) {DAMN}
My chick the only one that call me and her head is great (yeeeah!)
Beat a nigga dead break when I penetrate. (uh!)
Shits fucked up I''m holding on to old times,
Black with money! - Bank$ convicted to both crimes. [car tires squeal] (both!)
All icey and my dick is a gold mine (ching!)
They want cash out no slipping in '09.
Flew around the world been pimpin' the whole timin', (timin'!)
With a bad nite you'll walk out limpin' - no lyin'. (NO LYIN'!)
You can't be around me trippin', I hold iron
If they about that bullshit, I roll by 'em! [gunshot]
You mite me handin out lies with no providin'
You like the shoe she got on then go buy 'em. {Whooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
No more scandal time Kobe Bryant (uh!)
Ain't nobody cold as I am. - Don't try him! (uh!)
The right stroke will have them spying and nerve tryin' (uh!)
Uncontrollable cryin' and throat tying. (tying...) (YEEEAH!)

[Chorus:]
You need to be with me bitch (yeah!)
I'll show you things you ain't see this (uh-huh!)
I ain't clean, I'm the cleanest! (cleanest!)
I represent the dreamers. (whattup?)
From the clubs to arenas (heey!)
Your main girls seen us (y'ah?)
Now we goin' to start from the beams
Take em to the hotel and show 'em how the three is. (uh!) [scream]

[Outro:]
YEAH! {CAN'T FORGET... }
Yeah! [kids ovation] {JESSIE! }
You know... [kids ovation] [rewind]