G-Unit - Poppin dem thangs Lyrics

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(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
2X

(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 ???
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.

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