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    [Intro/Refrão: 50 Cent]
    Every hood we go through
    All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to
    Nigga 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 (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to (ha ha)
    Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs

    [Verso um: 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 crib so I could see these snakes
    You see 'em back in the hood, it's cause I see they're fake
    A preacher's son about the paper like I'm Creflo Dollar
    I pop you punk niggaz like I pop my collar
    I'm confused, I like Megan, Monica and Mya
    Missy's freaky and Brandy's shot up
    Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up
    I'm on now, God damnit, I done came up (what?)
    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 the way I tighten yo' ass up - what?

    [Refrão]
    Every hood we go through
    All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to
    Nigga 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 (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to (ha ha)
    Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs


    [Verso dois: Lloyd Banks]
    Slow down punk nigga, 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 clap in a crew
    Hell yeah I fuck fans, guess what, your favorite rapper does too
    (YEA!) 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 (AHH)
    I done found a nympho as soon as I pop a broad
    She had my balls, head first like a soccer star
    You can only stand next to the man if you proper
    That take care of birds like an animal doctor
    I been out and buzzin, niggaz just slept on me
    So I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden cousins

    [Refrão]
    Every hood we go through
    All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to
    Nigga 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 (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to (ha ha)
    Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs

    [Verso tres: 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 nigga 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 niggaz claim they bangin or gang
    You ain't a Crip like Snoop, you ain't no 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 niggaz bulletholes
    Innocent bystanders get hit tryin to be heroes
    You know how we roll, everywhere that we go
    It's fo-fo's, calicos, and desert eagles

    [Refrão]
    Every hood we go through
    All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to
    Nigga 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 (nigga WHAT?!)
    We hold it down like we 'sposed to (ha ha)
    Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs

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