[Intro/Refrão: 50 Cent]Every hood we go throughAll the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga WHAT?!)We hold it down like we 'sposed toNigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs(YEAH!) Every hood we go throughAll 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 outI kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy and Steve StouteCut the grass around my crib so I could see these snakesYou see 'em back in the hood, it's cause I see they're fakeA preacher's son about the paper like I'm Creflo DollarI pop you punk niggaz like I pop my collarI'm confused, I like Megan, Monica and MyaMissy's freaky and Brandy's shot upNow take a look at how my lifestyle changed upI'm on now, God damnit, I done came up (what?)Now you can find me with the finest hoesChoosin which whip to drive by what match my clothesI got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice manIf I ain't got a pistol on me, sure I got a knife famGet out of line and I'm lightin yo' ass upSemi-automatic's the way I tighten yo' ass up - what?
[Verso dois: Lloyd Banks]Slow down punk nigga, don't exceed your speedCause I will put G's on your fitted like the Negro LeagueI got connects, I don't need no weedI been in L.A. for a year now, so I don't see no seedsAfter I'm done, you clap in a crewHell yeah I fuck fans, guess what, your favorite rapper does too(YEA!) In a minute I'ma have the jeweler makin my rims spinMy crew run wild like the Jamaicans in KingstonNuttin but bling bling in your face boy; that's why my neck shinelike one of the shirts that Puffy and Mase wore (AHH)I done found a nympho as soon as I pop a broadShe had my balls, head first like a soccer starYou can only stand next to the man if you properThat take care of birds like an animal doctorI been out and buzzin, niggaz just slept on meSo I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden cousins
[Verso tres: Young Buck]Read the paper, look at the news, we on the front pageYeah we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stageThe ice in the Jacob watch'll make a broke nigga take somethinSo I gotta keep the fo'-fifth with no safety buttonG-Unit get that money, I know some artists is starvinbut play the game like they rich, to me the shit funnyI know you see me comin; cause on the front of the Maybachit say PAYBACK for those that hated on meI hate when niggaz claim they bangin or gangYou ain't a Crip like Snoop, you ain't no Blood like GameSee I been havin beef, I got my own bulletproof vestMost of my enemies dead, I got about two leftUntil my last breath, I'm sendin niggaz bulletholesInnocent bystanders get hit tryin to be heroesYou know how we roll, everywhere that we goIt's fo-fo's, calicos, and desert eagles