50 Cent — Round Here lyrics

[50 Cent]
It ain't good to do good in front of n****s in the hood, right.
It ain't good to do good in front of n****s in the hood, right.
Everybody know that

[Verse:]
Doin good in front of n****s in the hood cause problems
Tre 8's, tre pounds and 4 4's
I hate when hoes get on some loudmouth s**t
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
Whatever rib you touchin n****s 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 ya license plate rattlin all over your trunk
I confuse these chumps with my style dog
I'm from Queens but I'm mother fuckin B. K. Hard
I sound like I move bricks uptown
More like a thug from the Bronx who stay with a 4 pound
Shook n***a (shook n***a, shook nigga)
I'm a Guiness Book n***a

[Chorus 2x]
We don't play that p***y s**t, round here
You can get your fuckin wig split, down here
Don't rep where you come from too much around here
You can get your fuckin cap filt

[Verse 2:]
If I can't get my gun in the club, why whould I come in the club
So them n****s I done stuck up could cut me the f**k up, nah
I'm outside to jump off in a benz jeep
4 deep strapped with all kinds of heat
N****s think they want beef
They don't want beef
They find out that somebody they love layin in the street
When you rap, keep it gangsta dog it's all good
Just don't go poppin that s**t in the wrong hood
Where I'm from the young boy, come and try ya n***a
Shell will make ya feel like your on fire n***a
If you thinkin we thristy cuz, we right
We lookin at your watch and chain like that's a S-type
Promoter sayin don't play 50 in the club
Last time it came on n***a tore the shyt up (what)
I don't know where you from and I don't care
But n***a we don't play that p***y s**t round here

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3:]
The only spanish I know is (spanish talking)
No ingles, No ingles, mother fuckers will shoot ya
The Latin Kings don't like me, I don't care
We don't talk that mira mira bullshit round here
Man, I done so much dirt in the hood
N****s heard I got shot they was all sayin good (good for em)
F**k ya'll, ya aint got to like me
I'm gettin knocked, ya'll n***a aint got to like me
I'm on the same bullshit I been on
It's the same bullshit ya n****s need to get on
Ya s**t sound too commercial
Come cruisin through the hood mother fuckers will hurt ya
You should know when and when not to flash jewels
Cause n****s will run up on ya'll fools and flash too
They want the money, the watch, and you tenis shos
I aint gotta tell ya not to move
Ya know the rules
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