Avril Lavigne – Round Here

[50 Cent]

It ain’t good to do good in front of niggas in the hood, right.

It ain’t good to do good in front of niggas in the hood, right.

Everybody know that

[Verse 1]

Doin good in front of niggas in the hood cause problems

Tre 8’s, tre pounds and 4 4’s

I hate when hoes get on some loudmouth shit

Your man gangsta? Me too

Go on and get em bitch

I just bought new toast to spit

Next nigga gettin gully gettin laid out quick

Whatever rib you touchin niggas is gettin hurt

Cause a broke nigga always down to put it in work

Don’t run up on me, I don’t know you nigga

So what you bought my cd, I don’t owe you nigga

I know you love the way the goutti beat bump

Got ya license plate rattlin all over your trunk

I confuse these chumps with my style dog

I’m from Queens but I’m mother fuckin B.K. hard

I sound like I move bricks uptown

More like a thug from the Bronx who stay with a 4 pound

Shook nigga (shook nigga, shook nigga)

I’m a Guiness Book nigga

[Chorus 2x]

We don’t play that pussy shit, round here

You can get your fuckin wig split, down here

Don’t rep where you come from too much around here

You can get your fuckin cap filt

[Verse 2]

If I can’t get my gun in the club, why whould I come in the club

So them niggas I done stuck up could cut me the fuck up, nah

I’m outside to jump off in a benz jeep

4 deep strapped with all kinds of heat

Niggas think they want beef

They don’t want beef

They find out that somebody they love layin in the street

When you rap, keep it gangsta dog it’s all good

Just don’t go poppin that shit in the wrong hood

Where I’m from the young boy, come and try ya nigga

Shell will make ya feel like your on fire nigga

If you thinkin we thristy cuz, we right

We lookin at your watch and chain like that’s a S-type

Promoter sayin don’t play 50 in the club

Last time it came on nigga tore the shyt up (what)

I don’t know where you from and I don’t care

But nigga we don’t play that pussy shit round here

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

The only spanish I know is (spanish talking)

No ingles, No ingles, mother fuckers will shoot ya

The Latin Kings don’t like me, I don’t care

We don’t talk that mira mira bullshit round here

Man, I done so much dirt in the hood

Niggas heard I got shot they was all sayin good (good for em)

Fuck ya’ll, ya aint got to like me

I’m gettin knocked, ya’ll nigga aint got to like me

I’m on the same bullshit I been on

It’s the same bullshit ya niggas need to get on

Ya shit sound too commercial

Come cruisin through the hood mother fuckers will hurt ya

You should know when and when not to flash jewels

Cause niggas will run up on ya’ll fools and flash too

They want the money, the watch, and you tenis shos

I aint gotta tell ya not to move

Ya know the rules