G-unit - Words From Em lyrics

Where I'm From G-Unit [50 Cent:] In my hood when you young You tuck and handle your biz n***a Coming from where I'm from where I'm from Stick up kids will run up in your mammas crib n***a Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Oh this is some lil sh** n***as 'll split ya f**in wig n***a Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Expect no commissary when your a** doin your bid n***a Comin where I'm from where I'm from [Lloyd Banks:] I'm from New York City Eyes on the prize Dodging the worm I'll fry your head like a project perm Bullets burn My right hands in the urn How the hell did I deserve to be placed in a situation with nobodys concern Cursed the coward thats bragin and didn't clap they mark He deserve a beating faster than a fat mans heart I play my part well respected Every minute every second You'll put a dent in your budget bugging me for a record [50 Cent:] In my hood when you young You tuck and handle your biz n***a Coming from where I'm from where I'm from Stick up kids will run up in your mammas crib n***a Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Oh this is some lil sh** n***as 'll split ya f**in wig n***a Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Expect no commissary when your a** doin your bid n***a Comin where I'm from where I'm from [Young Buck:] Cashville is what I call home Just know when to call on It's every man for himself I come from the bottom I been to n***as behind the trigga and been in front of the bullet But where I'm from we dont think about it we pull it Crips and bloods in Cali they got these country n***as bangin Ain't no more hangin n***a what set is u claimin Round here money aint comin like it used to be Cuz these teens k**in fiends over half a g [50 Cent:] In my hood when you young You tuck and handle your biz n***a Coming from where I'm from where I'm from Stick up kids will run up in your mammas crib n***a Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Oh this is some lil sh** n***as 'll split ya f**in wig n***a Comin from where I'm from where I'm from Expect no commissary when your a** doin your bid n***a Comin where I'm from where I'm from [The Game:] West side Compton motherf**ers This three wheelin a** scrapin 100 spoke gold daytons Home of the Lakers We ridin dubs like Payton Bandana 45 co*k it back how the tips gon fly You b**h n***as go run and hide It's NWA till the day I die Purple haze I get high Were the beef at im ready to ride allstar game don't come outside little drama and it's gonna be a homicide lowridin through the CPT banks ridin shotgun buck in the backseat g-unit pops on