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song lyrics Bangers lyrics Yeah I m here nigga Banks G-G-G unit Now don t try to stand next to me right Cause I m the nigga they came here to see right Ain t nothin round here for free right And I m here to let these motherfuckers know That I ll do anything for the dough right A felony walkin out the front do right Ain t a motherfucker I gotta change fo right Therefore I m a be this way until I go Yeah! Guess who walk around with diamond chains and rings on em A pair of throwback Jordan s, with the wings on em With all this talking I m guessin they got them things on em Cause if not Milli s the Forty Cal s a ring on em I know your kind gettin by leave the city quick Niggaz bleed just like us I m on that biggie shit First of all I m supposed to ball I m supposed to have coast to, coast to calls And your niggaz on your CD s garbage Yeah, they shootin but they missin Sprayin up the wall like graffiti artist Some niggaz by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit Cause the fans love us I m nicer than grandmothers I wake up get dressed put on my tan butters It s been this way since Puma s and Super Man cover s A ice pick could do your liver harm And have you screamin in the back of the club louder than lil Jon Now don t try to stand next to me right Cause I m the nigga they came here to see right Ain t nothin round here for free right And I m here to let these motherfuckers know That I ll do anything for the dough right A felony walkin out the front do right Ain t a motherfucker I gotta change fo right Therefore I m a be this way until I go You now lookin at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist It s kinda hard to keep the balance with this It keeps the challengers pissed I vacate to different islands and twist And back home where the violence exist, now silencers fixed You buy mileage as gifts as well as man s best friend And I don t own no rottweillers and pits It s getting extremely hard for the man to roam With little kids putting this picture on the camera phone Shit change now that the cameras on A bitch will jeopardize the marriage to fuck you when that man is gone These niggaz ramblin on about the paper that they getting stop it I got more money than you in my little pocket Yeah, I m stingy so it s stretch long With G-unit sweats on thread needle to Teflon Des Eagle and vest on, cause everybody ain t enthused That s your name s around about good news, fuck y all Now don t try to stand next to me right Cause I m the nigga they came here to see right Ain t nothin round here for free right And I m here to let these motherfuckers know That I ll do anything for the dough right A felony walkin out the front do right Ain t a motherfucker I gotta change fo right Therefore I m a be this way until I go {Alright Al, here s the deal You need to let me manage ya You need to let Swinndelle management I, Jerry, from Swinndelle management You need to let me manage ya Me, I can provide alota shit for y all ya here me? Alota shit} {Who let the dogs out? That was me kid I let the dogs out, ya hear me? Alright, I can provide this for ya Al Your brother, he ll be part of the act We can hook it up It ll be like criss-cross Except we ll make ya put the hoodies backwards Me, Jerry, from Swinndelle management I can provide that} song lyrics