(feat. 50 Cent)


[Lloyd Banks]

I need the cake nigga 

G-Unit dont play 

we rap but we strapped 

Buck got the shotgun 

50 got the mack 

Spida got the streeper 

and u bound to hear it clap 

u wont have another birthday CAKE afta that 

cause Yayo got a temper and he dont know how to act 

adn I been gone for the winter 

but now a nigga back 

to get the money the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE 

and you muthafuckas lookin like steak 

food on the plate for the wolves 

follow wolves 

dont get moved by the tools 

battle wounds on ya shoes wait 

control ya hate 

u aint ridin in dem 6s 

(WHY?) cause u spendin all ya CAKE on dem bitches 

I need the bread lil niggas need christmas 

Banks dont rap wit a back pack 

im in it for the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE 



[50 Cent]

You heard Banks said so i know i got the mag 

I pull up pull out spray hollows at your dad 

I dont give a fuck 

Its goin down like that 

I done been through every hood 

dead niggas gone rap 

in the heart of a victim murda is monumental 

i dont complicate shit, yea i keep it simple 

my bullet wounds will tell u a story bout wut i been through 

southside trama drama wit gallamas 

i conversate wit killas its usually about life 

politic wit lawness its usually about white 

im da poster child of violence 

im the boy on the poster 

when the shots start to rang out im the boy wit the toaster 



yeah listen up chicko 

i hustle i get dough 

u fuckin wit a sicko 

i spazz let a clip go 

cannon out da rental 

beam to ya temple 

i squeez blow your mental 

all ova ya friends 



[Lloyd Banks]

me im from the street 

we aint nothin sweet 

the home of the homies 

theres a body every week 

now i dont hear the sirens 

but they prolly gonna creep 

plottin to pull me ova 

plant the CAKE in my jeep 

so ill be skippin cities 7 states in aweek 

cant a muthafucka breathin tell me i cant eat 

show me the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE 

niggas slow down pump ya breaks 



no mistakes 

cause the jakes 

run the plates 

then u headed up state 

for rollin round wit a steak 

niggas start up the beef 

and run straight to the cops 

you a bitch ass nigga 

the cupCAKE of the block 

any nigga disrespect the click gettin shot 

round here niggas get found upside down 

ova the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE