birds, and PA all day on the corner of third (50 cent) You can take me out the hood But can't take the hood out me Cause im gettho Picture me pollishing
all day on the corner of third (50 cent) You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out me Cause im gettho Picture me pollishing pistols
heat That's how we get down (50 Cent) Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk Stick up kids don't live long in New York Fuck around and catch the
I got to, kill! If niggas get to fuckin' around [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Yeah! Respect come from admiration or fear You can admire me or you can catch one
[Intro - 50 Cent] Ahh man You know where the niggas be at right? Take me to 'em [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid
me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me) Would you cry for me? (shit, when I die I don't cry for me, just keep reppin' Southside for me) [50 Cent + (
[Intro- 50 Cent] You ready? OK let me wind you up Do it exactly the way i say do it man, these niggas are pussy, you heard me? Get up nice and close (
's, they harass me in the 'hood a few times, niggas try to blast me in the 'hood Fuck it's all good Catch me in the coupe - on the lean Wit' needles and
brains (Chorus) [50 Cent] After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the best of me (best of me) If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me (testin me
[50 Cent] I need you to pray for me (and) I need you to care for me (and) I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading, 'cause I know
of Third (NIGGA WHAT!) [50 Cent] You can take me out the 'hood, but can't take the 'hood out me (what?) 'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto Picture me polishin
hotter then ya oven I'ma New Yorker but I sound southern And we sip DP till the Don stop bubblin After we play, ok, got to ya husband [Chorus: 50 Cent] [50 Cent
(Lloyd Banks), 50 Cent (50 Cent) G-UNIT (G-Unit), and here we go! {*background singing of "you should be here," throughout intro and the song*} [50 Cent
a dress code all black, non-Howells and a laser And the party is an ink pen, bottle, or a razor Your hollerin' for praise ya Catch me in the hood with
rackin' with 50 Cent (with 50 Cent) Are you ready? (are you ready?) (*gun cocks*) I said are you ready? (are you ready?) See you with me nigga? (with me
