G-Unit - Poppin Dem Thangs lyrics

(chorus)

every hood we go through

all da gangstas around know my whole crew

we hold it down like we suppose to

nigga u can front if u want we be poppin' dem thangs

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(50 cent)

after da vmas my baby momma cussed my ass out

i kicked her ass we back friends like puffy and steve stout

cut da grass around my clique so i can see these snakes

u see 'em back in da hood its cause i see they fake

ill preach ur son about da paper like im Creflo Dollar

ill pop u punk niggas like i pop my colla

im confused i like megan,monica,and mya missy's freaky and brandy shot up

now take a look on how my lifestyle changed up

come on now got damn it i done came up

now u can find me wit da finest hoes

chosin which whip to drive by what match my clothes

i got a fetish for da stones im heavy on da ice man

if i aint got a pistol im be sure i got a knife fam

get outta line and im lightin' ur as up

semi-auto spray oughta tighten ya ass up

(chorus)

(lloyd banks)

slow down little nigga dont exceed ur speed

cause i will put G's on ur fitted like da negro league

i got connects i dont need no weed

i been in LA for a year now so i dont see no seeds

after im done we clappin' ur crew

hell yeah i fuck fans guess what? ur favorite rapper does too

in a minute im gon have da jeweler makin my rims spin

my crew run wild like da jamacians of kingston

nuthin but bling bling in ur face boy

thats why my neck shine like one of dem shirts dat puffy and mase wore

i done found it in for as soon as i pop a broad

she have my balls head first like a soccer star

u can only stand next to da man if u proper

that take care of birds like animal doctor

i been had em buzzin' niggas just slept on me

so im out for revenge like one of bin laden's cousin

(chorus)

(young buck)

read da paper look at da news we on da front page

and we in da bahamas wit AK's on da stage

da ice in da jacob watch will make a broke nigga take sumthin

so i gotta keep da 4 5th wit no safety button

G-unit gettin' money i know some artist starvin'

but play da game like they rich to me da shit's funny

i know u see me comin' cause on da front of da maybach

it say payback for those dat hated on me

i hate when niggas claim they bangin' a gang

u aint a crip like snoop u aint a blood like Game

see i been havin' beef i got my own bullet proof vest

most my enemies dead i got about two left

until my last breath im sendin niggas bullet holes

innocent bystanders get hit tryin' to be heros

u know how we roll everywhere dat we go

its 4-4's calad coes and desert eagles.