(feat. 50 Cent)



[Intro: Lloyd Banks]

Now this rap shit has been good to me

It pays my bills keeps me in jewelry

Sometimes its conflicts cause theres usually

A nigga tryin to get back where he used to be



[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Now I got to go and get disrespectful

All cause niggas ain't recognizing that I'm the one

Knowin' if I see 'em and hop out they gon' run

visualizing the outcome

Multiple lead showers

Dozens of pretty flowers

Memories, tears, screams and hollas for hours

Fuckin' cowards ya bird brain should've stayed in college

Now ya in a war zone where niggas die over dollars

Now what you get? nothing but a moment of silence

And old ladies screaming stop the violence

Here we go another typical video

Niggas screaming out a city that knows he's a ho

really though take a look at you then look at me

I'm a G and you a Y-S-S-U-P or P-U-S-S-Y it don't matter

How ya flip it reaarange or move it 

Niggas die over music



[Chorus: 50 Cent]

It's simple ain't it?

The D's tryin to find out if its gang related

I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted

The Unit on top and they mad we made it

We can't be faded



It's simple ain't it?

The D's tryin to find out if its gang related

I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted

The Unit on top and they mad we made it

We can't be faded

It's simple ain't it?



[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

Here's a little story I would like to tell

About a certain individual perpetrating like hell

Well you seen him 'round imitating legends

Tough as hell on his records

But terrified of my presence

Its tickin cuz his career only last a couple seconds

Beggin' for attention droppin a name in every sentence

A little slim punk from the other side of the water

Is the target intended for the slaughter

So call ya lawyer I get up on ya

Ya enemies are rich

Man think about it, you can't even control ya bitch

These industry fucks don't want no drama

Nigga respect me like a old timer

Like Osama I'm a

Keep my composure before I burn that nigga

Radio rapper Howard Stern ass nigga

And I'm a be on top with or with no hit

Cuz I'm so slick

Ask them niggas ya roll wit yeah!



[Chorus: 50 Cent]

It's simple ain't it?

The D's tryin to find out if its gang related

I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted

The Unit on top and they mad we made it

We can't be faded



It's simple ain't it?

The D's tryin to find out if its gang related

I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted

The Unit on top and they mad we made it

We can't be faded

It's simple ain't it?