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Track:Poppin them thangs
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:[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 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
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
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

[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
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
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]
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