Poppin' Them Thangs
(专辑: Beg For Mercy - 2003)
[Hook x2] [50 Cent] Every hood we go through All the
gangstas around know my whole crew (nigga what) We hold it down like we supposed to Nigga you can front if you want, we be popping them thangs [50 Cent] After the
VMAs my baby momma cuss my ass out. I
kicked her ass we back friends like Puffy and Steve Stout Cut the
grass around my clique so I
could see these sneaks You see back in the
hood it's 'cause I
see they fake I
preach a
sermon about the
paper like I'm creflo dollar I'll pop you punk niggaz like I
pop my collar I'm confused; I
like Megan, Monica and Mya. Missy's freaky and Brandy's shy, uh Now take a
look at how my lifestyle changed up. I'm on now, god damn it I
done came up. Now you could find me with the
finest hoes. Choosing which whip to drive by what match my clothes. I
got a
fetish for the
stones, heavy on the
ice man If I
ain't gotta pistol on me, sure I
got a
knife man Get outta line and I'm lighting your ass up. Semi-automatic spray, I'll tighten your ass up (what) [Hook x2] [Lloyd Banks] Slow down little nigga Don't exceed your speed 'Cause I
will put G's on they fitted like the
Negro league I
got connects so I
don't need no weed I've been in LA for a
year now So I
don't see no seeds After I'm done you clapping the
crew Hell yeah, I
fuck fans Guess what your favorite rapper does too In a
minute I'ma have the
jeweler making my rims spin My crew run wild at the
Jamaica's at Kingston Nothing but bling bling in you face boy That's why my neck shine like one of them shirts Puffy and Mase wore I
done find a
nympho as soon as I
pop a
bra She had my balls head first just like a
soccer star You can only stand next to the
man if you proper you'll take care of birds like a
animal doctor Been out and I'm buzzing niggas just slept on me So I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden's cousins [Hook x2] [Young Buc] Read the
paper, look at the
news We one the
front page Yeah we in the
Bahamas with AK's on the
stage The
ice and the
Jacob watch make a
broke nigga take something So I
gotta keep the
four fifth with no safety button G-Unit getting' money I
know some artists is starving But play the
game like they rich to me this shit funny I
know you see me coming 'Cause on the
front of the
Maybach It say payback for those who hated on me I
hate when niggas claim they banging a
gang You ain't no crip like snoop You ain't no blood like game See I've been having beef I
have my own bullet proof vest Most of my enemies dead I
got about two left Until my last breath I'm sending niggas bullet holes Innocent bystanders get hit trying to be heroes You know how we roll Every where that we go It's fo' fos', calicos, and desert eagles (yeah) [Hook x2]