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Artist: G-Unit
Album: Beg For Mercy
Song: Poppin' Them Thangs

[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 poppiní 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 itís cuz I see they fake
I preach a sermon about the paper like Iím creflo dollar
Iíll pop you punk niggaz like I pop my collar
Iím confused; I like Megan, Monica, and Mya.
Missyís freaky and Brandyís shy, uh
Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up.
Iím on now, god damn it I done came up.
Now you could find me with the finest hoes.
Choosiní which whip to drive by what match my clothes.
I got a fetish for the stones, heavy on the ice man
If I ainít gotta pistol on me, sure I gotta knife man
Get outta line and Iím lightiní your ass up.
Semi-automatic spray, Iíll tighten your ass up (What)

[Hooks X2]

[Lloyd Banks]
Slow down little nigga
Donít exceed your speed
Cuz I will put g's on they fitted like the Negro league
I got connects so I donít need no weed
Iíve been in LA for a year now
So I donít see no seeds
After Iím done you clappiní the crew
Hell yeah, I fuck fans
Guess what your favorite rapper does too
In a minute Iíma have the jeweler makiní my rims spin
My crew run wild at the Jamaicaís at Kingston
Nothiní but bling bling in ya face boy
Thatís 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
Ya'll take care of birds like a animal doctor
Been out and Iím buzziní niggas just slept on me
So Iím 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 somethiní
So I gotta keep the four fifth with no safety button
G-Unit gettingí money
I know some artists is starviní
But play the game like they rich to me this shit funny
I know you see me cominí
Cuz on the front of the Maybach
It say payback for those who hated on me
I hate when niggas claim they banginí a gang
You ain't no crip like snoop
You ain't no blood like game
See Iíve been having beef
I have my own bullet proof vest
Most of my enemies dead I got about two left
Until my last breath Iím sendiní niggas bullet holes
Innocent bystanders get hit tryiní to be heroes
You know how we roll
Every where that we go
Itís foí fosí, calicos, and desert eagles (yeah)

[Hook X2]

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