50 Cent We Don't Play That Pussy Shit Lyrics

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

[Verse 1]
Doin good in front of n____s in the hood cause problems
Tre, trade pounds and (?)
I hate when hoes get on some loudmouth s___
Your man gangsta? Me too
Go on and get em b____
I just bought new toast to spit
Next n____ gettin gully gettin laid out quick
Where ever rich touchin n____s is gettin hurt
Cause a broke n____ always down to put it in work
Don't run up on me, I don't know you n____
So what you bought my cd, I don't owe you n____
I know you love the way the goutti beat b__p
Got you license plate rounds and all over your trunk
Don't confuse these trucks with my style dog
I'm from Queens but I'm mother f___in 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____ (shook n____, shook n____)
I'm a Guiness Book n____

[Chorus 2x]
We don't play that p____ s___ round here
You can get your f___in wig split down here
Don't rep where you come from too much around here
You can get your f___in 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 he f___ 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 from somebody that love playin in the street
When you rap, keep it gangsta dog it's all good
Just don't go coppin that shyt in the wrong hood
But I'm from the young boy, come and try ya n____
Shell will make ya feel like your on fire n____
If you thinkin we thristy cuz, we right
We lookin at your watch and chain like that's a S-type
Murder sayin don't play 50 in the club
Last time it came n____ tore the shyt up (what)
I don't where you from and I don't care
But n____ we don't play that p____ s___ round here

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
(Spanish talkin)
No ingles, No ingles, mother f___ers will shoot ya
The Latin Kings don't like me, I don't care
We don't talk that mida mida bullshit round here
Man, I done so much dirt in the hood
n____s heard I got shot they was all sayin good (do it for em)
f___ ya'll, ya aint got to like me
I'm gettin knocked,ya'll n____ 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___ sound too commercial
Come cruisin through the hood mother f___ers will hurt ya
You shouldn't them flash jewels
Cause n____s will run up on ya if thats true
They want your money, the watch, and you tenis shos
I aint gotta tell ya not to move
Ya know the rules