G-Unit
Poppin’ Them Thangs
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (Yeah)
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
After the VMA's my baby momma cussed my ass out
I kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy and Steve Stoute
Cut the grass around my clique so I could see these snakes
You see 'em back in the hood, it's 'cause I see they're fake
I preach a sermon 'bout the paper like I'm Creflo Dollar
I pop you punk n***as like I pop my collar
I'm confused, I like Megan, Monica and Mýa
Missy's freaky and Brandy's shy, uh
Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up
I'm on now, God damnit, I done came up
Now you can find me with the finest hoes
Choosin' which whip to drive by what match my clothes
I got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice man
If I ain't got a pistol on me, sure I got a knife fam
Get out of line and I'm lightin' yo' ass up
Semi-automatic's spray I tighten yo' ass up - what?
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (Yeah)
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent]
Slow down little n***a, don't exceed your speed
'Cause I will put G's on your fitted like the Negro League
I got connects, I don't need no weed
I been in L.A. 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 (Yeah!)
In a minute I'ma have the jeweler makin' my rims spin
My crew run wild like the Jamaicans in Kingston
Nuttin' but bling bling in your face boy; that's why my neck
Shine like one of the shirts that Puffy and Mase wore
I done found a nympho as soon as I pop a bra
She at my balls, head first like a soccer star
You can only stand next to the man if you proper
I take care of birds like an animal doctor
I been out and buzzin', n***as just slept on me
So I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden cousins
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (Yeah)
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs

[Verse 3: Young Buck]
Read the paper, look at the news, we on the front page
Yeah we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage
The ice in the Jacob watch'll make a broke n***a take somethin'
So I gotta keep the fo'-fifth with no safety button
G-Unit get that money, I know some artists is starvin'
But play the game like they rich, to me the shit funny
I know you see me comin'; cause on the front of the Maybach
It say payback for those that hated on me
I hate when n***as claim they bangin' a gang
You ain't a Crip like Snoop, you ain't a Blood like Game
See I been havin' beef, I got my own bulletproof vest
Most of my enemies dead, I got about two left
Until my last breath, I'm sendin' n***as bullet holes
Innocent bystanders get hit tryna be heroes
You know how we roll, everywhere that we go
It's Fo-Fo's, Calicos, and Desert Eagles, yeah
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs (Yeah)
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (N***a what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (Haha)
N***a you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs