50 Cent – 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 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
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
G-Unit 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 gang
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]

50 Cent – Piggy Bank



[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
The money goes into my piggy bank
Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
The money goes into my piggy bank

[Verse One]
I’ll get at you – my knife cuts your skin
I’ll get at you – blow shots at your man
I’ll get at you – Tupac don’t pretend
I’ll get at you – I’ll put that to an end
That shit is old, don’t be screamin “Get at Me Dog”
Have you runnin for your life when I match ya part
I get to wavin that semi like it’s legal
A lil’ nigga hurt his arm, lettin off that Eagle, you know me
Black on black Bentley, big ol’ black 9
I’ll clap your monkey-ass, yeah black on black crime
Big ol’ chrome rims gleam, you know how I shine
C’mon on man, you know how I shine
I’m in the hood, in the drop, Teflon vinyl top
Got a 100 guns a 100 clips, why I don’t hear no shots?
That fat nigga thought “Lean Back” was “In Da Club”
My shit sold 11 mill’, his shit was a dud
Jada’ don’t fuck with me, if you wanna eat
Cause I’ll do yo’ little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep
Yeah homey in New York niggaz like your vocals
But that’s only New York, dog yo’ ass is local

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah get more money, more money
Yeah – yeah, yeah get more money, more money
Yeah – yeah, yeah get more money, more money
Yeah – yeah, yeah get more money, more money

[Verse Two]
Banks’ shit, sells; Buck’s shit, sells
Game’s shit, sells; I’m rich as – hell
Shyne poppin off his mouth from a cell
He don’t want it with me, he in P.C.
I could have a nigga run up on him with a shank
For just a few pennies out my piggy bank
Yayo bring the condoms, I’m in room 203
Freak bitch look like Kim before the surgery
Send emergency, for Michael Jackson see
You’ll picture and say she looks like me
Kelis said her “Milkshake” bring all the boys to the yard
Then Nas went, and tattooed the bitch on his arm
I mean like way out in Cali niggaz know you cuz
First thing they say about you is youse a sucker for love
This is chess not checkers, these are warning shots
After your next move I’ll give you what I got
YEAH

[Chorus]

[Interlude]

[Outro]
When I get at you – I’ll punch out your grill
I’ll get at you – let off that blue steel
I’ll get at you – nigga I’m f’real
I’ll get at you – could get yo’ ass killed
YEAH! Yeahhh… hahahaha!
Y’all niggaz gotta do somethin now man
All the shoot ‘em up shit y’all be talkin
You gotta do somethin baby!
I mean, I mean c’mon man everybody’s listenin
Nigga e’rybody listenin
Hahahahaha!
I know you ain’t gon’ just let 50 do you like that
I mean damn, rep yo’ hood nigga
Nigga you hard right? Pop off
Yayo, get mobs of them niggaz on the phone
Tell niggaz I said grip up
Niggaz got a green light on these monkeys
Hahahahaha!


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