50 Cent - Round Here lyrics

[50 Cent] It ain't good to good in front of n***as in the hood, right It ain't good to good in front of n***as in the hood, right Everybody know that [Verse 1] Doin' good in front of n***as in the hood cause problems Trey-eights, trey-pounds and .44's solve 'em I hate when hoes get on some loudmouth sh** Your man gangsta? Me too Go on and get 'em b**h I just bought new toast to spit Next n***a gettin gully gettin' laid out quick Where ever rich touchin' n***as is gettin hurt Cause a broke n***a always down to put it in work Don't run up on me, I don't know you n***a So what you bought my cd, I don't owe you n***a I know you love the way the goutti beat bump Got you license plate rattlin' all over your trunk I confuse these trucks with my style, yo I'm from Queens but I'm mother f**in BK hard I sound like I move bricks uptown Or like a thug from the Bronx who stays with a 4-pound Shook n***a (shook n***a, shook n***a) I'm a Guiness Book n***a [Hook 2x] We don't play that p**y sh** 'round here You can get your f**in wig split down here Don't be reppin' where you come from too much around here You can get your f**in cap filt Queens, n***a! Brooklyn [Verse 2] If I can't get my gun in the club, why whould I come in the club? So n***as I done stuck up could cut me he f** up, nah I'm outside to jump off in a Benz jeep 4 deep strapped with all kinds of heat n***as think they want beef They don't want beef They find out that somebody they love (is) layin' in the street When you rap, you keep it gangsta dog it's all good Just don't go poppin that shyit in the wrong hood Where I'm from the young boy'll come and try ya n***a Shell will make ya feel like your on fire n***a If you thinkin we thirsty cuz, we right We lookin at your watch and chain like that's an S-type Promoter sayin "don't play 50 in the club" Last time it came n***a tore the shyt up (what) I don't where you from and I don't care But n***a we don't play that p**y sh** round here [Hook 2x] The only Spanish I know is "coño, cállate la boca puta", "no inglés, no inglés" motherf**ers will shoot ya' The Latin Kings don't like me, I don't care We don't talk that "mira, mira" bullsh** around here Man, I done did so much dirt in the hood n***as heard I got shot they was all sayin 'good'. ("Good for him") f** ya'll, ya' ain't got to like me I'm gettin knocked, ya'll n***a ain't got to write me I'm on the same bullsh** I been on It's the same bullsh** ya' n***as need to get on Y'all sh** sound too commercial Come cruisin' through the hood mother f**ers will hurt you You should know when and when not to flash j**els Cause n***as will run up on y'all fools and flash you They want your money, the watch, and you tennis shoes "I ain't gotta tell ya not to move Ya know the rules!" [Hook 1x]