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Title: Poppin' Them Thangs Lyrics: [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 poppin’ 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 cuz I see they fake I preach a sermon about the paper like I’m cut flow a 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. Choosin’ 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 gotta knife man Get outta line and I’m lightin’ your ass up. Semi-automatic spray, I’ll tighten your ass up (What) [Hooks X2] [Lloyd Banks] Slow down little nigga Don’t exceed your speed Cuz 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 clappin’ the crew Hell yeah, I fuck fans Guess what your favorite rapper does too In a minute I’ma have the Jew to makin’ my rims spin My crew run wild at the Jamaica’s at Kingston Nothin’ but bling bling in ya face boy That’s why my knicks 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 Ya'll take care of birds like a animal doctor Been out and I’m buzzin’ niggas just slept on me So I’m out for revenge like one of bin laden's cousins [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 somethin’ So I gotta keep the four fifth with no safety button G-Unit getting’ money I know some artists is starvin’ But play the game like they rich to me this shit funny I know you see me comin’ Cuz on the front of the Maybach It say payback for those who hated on me I hate when niggas claim they bangin’ a gang You ain't no crip like snoop You ain't no blood like gang 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 sendin’ niggas bullet holes Innocent bystanders get hit tryin’ to be heroes You know how we roll Every where that we go It’s fo’ fos’, calicos, and desert eagles (yeah) [Hook X2] Poppin' Them Thangs, G-Unit mp3 download Poppin' Them Thangs, G-Unit lyrics Poppin' Them Thangs mp3 music, free Poppin' Them Thangs mp3, download Poppin' Them Thangs |
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