[Lloyd Banks]
Hey 50...
[radio with bad signal]

[50 Cent]
Heyyy...
I'll start to roll the grass
Take my hand Baby
Crystal lets you immobilized? Crystal makes me crazy
30 shots in that shit I didn't hear anything, never
You know that I am forever (yea)
This is the unit, I'll show you how do it
My Crew is so big, will this she adore fluid it
Diamonds shine, gold is buried
Lambos are fruits of my good shit
I love when I ask what is the newshit (Whats up?)
Enter into my home and take your phone
Now there bitches invite some of its zone
I'm like mercury
Your bullets do nothing on me
So many bullets, 12 security guards are so many shit

[Lloyd Banks & (50 Cent)]
This is my crew, that niggoo!
He who comes in my Lambo
See the panel the window of my Enzo!
(this is my crew, that niggoo!)
(He who climb on my motto)
(He cried so much that fills my bottle!)

[Lloyd Banks & (50 Cent)]
I'll try not to speak of Michel Jackson
I'll talk about my gang green
Walking in the snow with my crew is your dream
My pistol is in its direction again
Some men and niggers is fifty-phobia (yea)
Others have reason not to climb in my Rolls
You might end up as Joe full of holes
I know you're in this for me
This life of Rap, adventure is we're free
Freestyle ~ The meaning is LB&G (haha)
Yeah it costs to try again now
(My CD record broke... cries now!) (woooooooooooo)
Lie down!

[Lloyd Banks & (50 Cent)]
This is my crew, that niggoo!
He who comes in my Lambo
See the panel the window of my Enzo!
(this is my crew, that niggoo!)
(He who climb on my motto)
(He cried so much that fills my bottle!)

[talking - 50 Cent]
Ha ha ha ha ha
Our goal is to let the girls happy
and not you ever poorer
50 and Banks together again!