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[50 Cent]
Every hood we go through
All the gangstas around know my whole crew (***a what)
We hold it down like we supposed to
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppinÐŽ¦ them thangs
[50 Cent]
After the vmas my baby momma cuss my a** out.
I kicked her a** 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 itÐŽ¦s 'cause I see they fake
I preach a sermon about the paper like IÐŽ¦m cut flow a dollar
IÐŽ¦ll pop you punk ni***z like I pop my collar
IÐŽ¦m confused; I like Megan, Monica, and Mya.
MissyÐŽ¦s freaky and BrandyÐŽ¦s shy, uh
Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up.
IÐŽ¦m on now, god damn it I done came up.
Now you could find me with the finest hoes.
ChoosinÐŽ¦ which whip to drive by what match my clothes.
I got a fetish for the stones, heavy on the ice man
If I ainÐŽ¦t gotta pistol on me, sure I gotta knife man
Get outta line and IÐŽ¦m lightinÐŽ¦ your a** up.
Semi-automatic spray, IÐŽ¦ll tighten your a** up (What)
[Hooks X2]
[Lloyd Banks]
Slow down little ***a
DonÐŽ¦t exceed your speed
'cause I will put g's on they fitted like the Negro league
I got connects so I donÐŽ¦t need no weed
IÐŽ¦ve been in la for a year now
So I donÐŽ¦t see no seeds
After IÐŽ¦m done you clappinÐŽ¦ the crew
Hell yeah, I f**k fans
Guess what your favorite rapper does too
In a minute IÐŽ¦ma have the Jew to makinÐŽ¦ my rims spin
My crew run wild at the JamaicaÐŽ¦s at Kingston
NothinÐŽ¦ but bling bling in ya face boy
ThatÐŽ¦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 IÐŽ¦m buzzinÐŽ¦ ****s just slept on me
So IÐŽ¦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 ***a take somethinÐŽ¦
So I gotta keep the four fifth with no safety button
G-Unit gettingÐŽ¦ money
I know some artists is starvinÐŽ¦
But play the game like they rich to me this s**t funny
I know you see me cominÐŽ¦
'cause on the front of the Maybach
It say payback for those who hated on me
I hate when ****s claim they banginÐŽ¦ a gang
You ain't no crip like snoop
You ain't no blood like game
See IÐŽ¦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 IÐŽ¦m sendinÐŽ¦ ****s bullet holes
Innocent bystanders get hit tryinÐŽ¦ to be heroes
You know how we roll
Every where that we go
ItÐŽ¦s foÐŽ¦ fosÐŽ¦, calicos, and desert eagles (yeah)
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