50 Cent - We Don't Play That p**y sh** lyrics

[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!