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Původní

[Intro: Lloyd Banks]

Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

You already know, my mind is on my dough

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey

Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes know to find me

Wherever there's money, yeah I'm the shit honey (WOO!!!)

Hood nigga with the rubberband grip money

If I go broke I make you and your man strip dummy

Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them their bigger

Cross us, your on somethin we bare niggas

Yeah nigga here trigga teflon chest gone G's up

Freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn

It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie

Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggas dig me

I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than ever

Dead smack in the hood good pokin out my leather

I'm a Good Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater

If your bitch give me a sign I'm a get her

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

You already know, my mind is on my dough

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

Uh! I'm fresh in my two thousand six whip

Cool down with a sick brick fool 'round and get hit

Move down the strip quick, two pounds of drip drip

Smokin like it's legal, me and my desert eagle (WOO!!!)

All the hoes eyein whem the whip come by flyin

Got a Hustler's Ambition to Get Rich Or Die Tryin

And that other guy is lyin he just lookin he ain't buyin

He ain't flyin he ain't cakin everybody know he fakin

I should let the hood bake him but I take him right to Satan

Just for hatin leave him straight and run him over with a Dayton

And burn rubber like the back tires on the leer

Sapphires In my ear, yeah that's why they stare

Yeah that's why they glare, I'm icy as it gets

With a white tee and a six, a new wifey in The Ritz

If it's junk get her drunk I pull over and roll a blunt

And I shouldn't have to tell her what I want (Why)

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

You already know, my mind is on my dough

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

překlad

[Intro: Lloyd Banks]

Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Už víš, že moje mysl je na mém těstě

Milionář, který neutratí ani dolar za šlapku.

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do' (Pořád jsem tady a snažím se dostat modelku ven)

High blowin láhev po láhvi toho dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey

Fo' Fo' vedle mě, hoes know to find me

Kdekoli jsou peníze, jo, jsem sračka, zlato (WOO!!!)

Hood nigga with the rubberband grip money (Kapucínský negr s gumičkou na peníze)

If I go broke I make you and your man strip dummy (Když budu na mizině, udělám z tebe a tvýho chlapa svlíkačku)

Jo nigga, nechceš to s nimi jejich větší

Cross us, your on somethin we bare niggas

Yeah nigga here trigga teflon chest gone G's up

Zmrzni a skončíš na trávníku

Je to chráněnec 50, inspirovaný Biggiem

Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggas dig me

I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than ever

Dead smack in the hood good pokin out my leather

I'm a Good Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater (Jsem dobrý chlapík ve svetru z G-Unit)

If your bitch give me a sign I'm a get her

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Už víš, moje mysl je na mém těstě

Milionář, co neutratí ani dolar za děvku. (milionář, který neutratí ani dolar za děvku)

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin láhev po láhvi, že dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

Uh! I'm fresh in my two thousand six whip

Cool down with a sick brick fool 'round and get hit

Move down the strip quick, two pounds of drip drip

Smokin like it's legal, me and my desert eagle (WOO!!!)

All the hoes eyein whem the whip come by flyin

Got a Hustler's Ambition to Get Rich Or Die Tryin (Zbohatnout nebo zemřít)

A ten druhej chlap lže, jen se dívá, že to nekoupí.

He ain't flyin he ain't cakin everybody know he fakin

Měl bych ho nechat upéct, ale vezmu ho rovnou k Satanovi.

Just for hatin leave him straight and run him over with a Dayton

And burn rubber like the back tires on the leer

Sapphires In my ear, yeah that's why they stare

Jo, to je důvod, proč se dívají, jsem ledový, jak to jde

S bílým tričkem a šestkou, s novou ženou v Ritzu.

Jestli je to haraburdí, tak ji opiju, zastavím a ubalím si tuplák.

A neměl bych jí říkat, co chci (Proč)

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Už víš, že moje mysl je na mém těstě

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin láhev po láhvi, že dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

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