[Chorus: Lloyd Banks (Rakim)] Ay I´m focused now, they notice now
Shorty to ride with me you got to hold this down But you ain´t got to worry cuz we run this town A nigga run up on me will get his ass gunned down....
(You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know fo´reals, the only way that I can chill)
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Uh, niggas won´t understand ´til they man fall From a exit wound big as a handball, damn y´all Can a nigga spend a mill for a house on the hill as tall as a Ferris wheel? Niggas better chill - for the Barretta peel Knock off your head and ill, whole bunch of red´ll spill
Nigga I´m rollin´ up, system blowin´, hater´s glowin´ up - frozen up Range Rover truck color Coconut I used to be broke ass fuck, ´til I woke ´em up I´ll show you how to stroke a slut, get in her throat and gut Then it´s back to postin´ up, wheels pokin´ out Smoke about enough to have you gaspin´ and chokin´ out I - do what I wanna when I wanna ball when it´s summer Leave out the club, squeeze ´em all in the Hummer Stitching in the seats, interior Peanut Butter Brand new Pelle Pelle, Nine-millimeter under
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks (Rakim)] Focused now, they notice now Shorty to ride with me you got to hold this down
But you ain´t got to worry cuz we run this town A nigga run up on me will get his ass gunned down....
(You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know fo´reals, the only way that I can chill)
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Uh, Banks is back yeah the punchline boy You´ve got to be a millionaire to touch my toy I figured, I´ll let the haters see it one more time I skied off zero to sixty in three-point-nine Besides, I gotta make the jewellery store on time I look like I bought the jewellery store this time
And it´s hard to live like a Rap Star on the cover I got three Magnums - the Gung, Carter, Rugger I got a fur fetish, a three-quarter cut habbit Nigga that ain´t chinchilla, it´s plucked parrot Part rabbit, go find your heart faggot I prey niggas find your foot and toe tag it There ain´t never a drought, I got the sound on tour So raw I gotta hotel towl on the door Hoes all around the hotel pilled to the floor They done followed your boss since two-thousand and four
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks (Rakim)] I´m focused now, they notice now Shorty to ride with me you got to hold this down But you ain´t got to worry cuz we run this town
A nigga run up on me will get his ass gunned down....
(You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know fo´reals, the only way that I can chill)
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] From here on out it´s manslaughter for the masses And classics courtesy of Mr. Mathers You bastards heard of me I get the cash It´s the American way I go to bed with the ´K I got red, blue and white don´t even ask about ice I look like a cop car flashin´ his lights All he want to do is chit chat and make tapes about him
´Til they lost like Malcolm before the "Nation" got him Out in timbaland tearing the coup, my wrist chunky like Campbells soup Niggas shoot, I done been around the world And I´m right here you won´t hurt me I´ll put your ass on ice yeah - cold turkey I´m blowin´ Purple - the Haze mixed with Hershey I done gave you style, now reimburse me And it ain´t no more love you get the "Birdie" I´ma be in the number one spot ´til I´m thirty
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks (Rakim)] Focused now, they notice now Shorty to ride with me you got to hold this down But you ain´t got to worry cuz we run this town A nigga run up on me will get his ass gunned down....
(You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know the deal, It´s all about a Dollar Bill You know fo´reals, the only way that I can chill)