Poppin Them Thangs

G-Unit

[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


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