Poppin' Them Thangs Lyrics - Beg For Mercy - G-unit

Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs 

Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs 

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 

I preach a sermon 'bout the paper like I'm Creflo Dollar 

I pop you punk niggas 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 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 spray I tighten yo' ass up - what? 

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Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs 

Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs 

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: clappin the crew 

Hell yeah I fuck fans, guess what, your favorite rapper does too 

In a minute I'mma 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 broad 

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, niggas just slept on me 

So I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden cousins 

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Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs 

Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs 

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 niggas claim they bangin a 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 niggas 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 

Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs 

Every hood we go through 

All the gangsters around know my whole crew 

We hold it down like we 'sposed to 

Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs