[Verse 1]
It ain't good to do good in front of n***as in the hood, right?
It ain't good to do good in front of n***as in the hood, right?
Everybody know that
Doing good in front of n***as in the hood cause problems
Treys, trey pounds, and four-fours solve em (you ain't lying!)
I hate when hoes get on some loudmouth sh**
Your man gangster? Me too -- go on, get him, b**h!
I just bought a new toast to spit
Next n***a getting gully getting laid out quick
Wherever ribs is touching, n***as is getting hurt
Cause a broke n***a always down to put 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 Audi's beat bumps
Got your license plate rattling all over your trunk
I confuse these chumps with my style, dog
I'm from Queens, but I'm motherf**ing B.K. hard
I sound like I move bricks Uptown
But like a thug from the Bronx, I stay with the four pound
Shook n***a -- I'm a Guinness Book n***a
[Hook]
We don't play that p**y sh** round here
You can get your f**ing wig split down here
Don't go repping where you come from too much around here
You can get your f**ing cap peeled -- Queens, n***a!
We don't play that p**y sh** round here
You can get your f**ing wig split down here
Don't go repping where you come from too much around here
You can get your f**ing cap peeled -- Brooklyn!
[Verse 2]
If I can't get my gun in the club, why would I come in the club?
So n***as I done stuck up could cut me the f** up?
Nah, I'm outside to jump off when they finished, G
Four deep, strapped with all kinds of heat
n***as think they want beef; they don't want beef
They find out when somebody they love laying in the street
When you rap, you keep it gangsta, dog -- it's all good
But don't go popping that sh** in my old hood
Where I'm from, a young boy'll come and try you, n***a
Shells'll have you feeling like you on fire, n***a
If you thinking we thirsty, cuz, you right
We looking at your watch and chain like that's a S-type
Promoters saying, "Don't play 50 in the club
Last time he came on, n***as tore sh** up"
What! I don't know where you from and I don't care
But, n***a, we don't play that p**y sh** around here
[Hook]
We don't play that p**y sh** round here
You can get your f**ing wig split down here
Don't go repping where you come from too much around here
You can get your f**ing cap peeled -- Harlem, n***a!
We don't play that p**y sh** round here
You can get your f**ing wig split down here
Don't go repping where you come from too much around here
You can get your f**ing cap peeled -- BX!
[Verse 3]
The only Spanish I know is, "Go on your guita la boca, puta"
"No inglés, no inglés", motherf**ers'll 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 saying, "Good!"
f** y'all, y'all ain't got to like me
I get knocked, y'all n***as ain't got to write me
I'm on the same bullsh** I been on
It's the same bullsh** y'all n***as need to get on
Y'all sh** sound too commercial
Come cruising through the hood, motherf**ers'll hurt you
You should know where and where not to flash j**els
Cause n***a's run up on y'all fools and flash tools
They want the money, the watch, and your tennis shoes
I ain't gotta tell you not to move -- you know the rules
[Hook]
We don't play that p**y sh** round here
You can get your f**ing wig split down here
Don't go repping where you come from too much around here
You can get your f**ing cap peeled -- Staten Island!