Lyrics:
nigga (Boyz N Da Hood nigga) (In Da Hood nigga)
As we proceed (As we proceed) (As we proceed)
To give y'all what y'all need (To give y'all what y'all
Move into the hood with all the O.G's That help me get paid homie, we a unit Doin it how a gangsta do it Run through it And stampede the block like bitch
(50 Cent) G-Unit! Ha Ha! 50 Cent Hook: If some shots may happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin
money, bang bang bang money
Cash Money Young Money bitch we flip cash
Blood line on my bloods see we see and smash
Tony guns ak's nigga spit and dash
yeah)
50 Cent, too much Henny, man, I'm bent, I'm outta here
I got places to go, got people to see (yeah)
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
yeah)
50 Cent, too much Henny, man, I'm bent, I'm outta here
I got places to go, got people to see (yeah)
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
over
She said so sober
Lee, your one bad soldier
That's not bad meaning bad but
Bad meaning good
Roll with 2DK L.A.B. as we
Smash up the hood
Pedal
Part II
We like Dorothy Hamill on ice
We in your hood we might circle, hats down low in the Range
Switch lanes, change my tire, peel out
Real
50 cent, uh llod banks, uh
Young Buck, uh game Nigga' G-Unit
Haha it's easy man, it's easy man
Ay yo I switch my hustle
No more dice games dillemas
Angel wings on that hood
Like they should, havin' on Leatherwood with
King Louie from the Chi, is it true?
Got them bitches on that juice
Poppin' Mollys
want to see these figures on up no less, we pass the bets
Remember me? The man with the 50 cat in my hand
Comin' more savage than Tarzan, here what I'm
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
back
We don't bet no lil shit We bet big bag
Ain't no internet shit Really into dat
Come gamble with us get a big bag
Roll da dice You can get fifty cent
dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone
never levitated by me
Now we crashing the reserves cause the bench warm
A crypto scheme you could have sworn that I was in on
You ain't got none in
on the oop block
Then we pop up the oop top
The car rental gonna have to mop the slop
I hope he got a whole box of chop
Choppa gonna slide em
There go
'bout me
[Verse 1]
I know Boo Boo I mean 50 he a grimey nigga
50 shot my brother I'm a find that nigga
We don't see his punk ass unless he on TV
Bird's in the trunk
We trappin' and cappin' the top floor
White in the trunk
Got it smelling like skunk
Gas, gas, they callin' up 12, we goin' mad
Here
hash tagging getting mad love
I asked her how you think we gonna baby
By getting famous offa flashing all your pearl baby
She told me chill they love
trophy
Got my homies, become the OGs, and now they cannot breath
And my boys, we them bros, one got shot by the cops
And john got a crash, huh, youngin
Skrrt Skrrt
Beep Beep Beep
Shootas
I got my shootas with me if a nigga start acting out
Do a show in yo city we flying out (we out)
Labels blowing my
and 50 vandal, no we always run scandal
Weak niggas, have us lighting up candles
Sending out roses, condolences, notices
Focuses on, niggas like Fu Quan
my jeans (My jeans)
Ain't missin' no plate, we eatin'
(We eatin')
You see the drip by the way, long range
(My drip) let's go, let's go, let's go
(It's
Doc-Trizzy, Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath
50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free Yayo
Motherfuck a Benzino, they don't know we finna blow
Someone better tell 'em
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