Poppin' Tags Lyrics - Kanye West

1 [Chorus: Twista]

2 And we gone stay hustling on the block until we caught

3 And we gone stay showing off that jewelry that we bought

4 And we gone stay heated in case it's in and out of court

5 'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the fuck you thought

6 [Verse One: Ludacris]

7 Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days

8 'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage

9 And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage

10 And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my wage

11 I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em

12 Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and sack 'em

13 Get a weapon and I crack his brain 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro

14 And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes

15 But I'm a pimp at night so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes

16 With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's

17 In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of 'dro

18 Smoking and choking, get 'em up and croaking

19 It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating

20 Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high

21 I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!

22 And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good

23 I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood

24 Would, could, and should break a nigga off

25 They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)

26 Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home

27 Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

28 [Chorus]

29 [Verse Two: Twista]

30 Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk

31 If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk

32 All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, great players get pumped

33 Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get crunk

34 (Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking purple haze

35 I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi

36 got me up and then ripping shit in a rage

37 In the netti confetti with a belly, gucci

38 Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac truck

39 Want to get me for the wood

40 Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give you some back up

41 We can get into it and if you want to do it

42 I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this

43 If they ever got some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury

44 My adversaries better not want none of Twis'

45 Represent for the city, anybody that different with me

46 got into thinking its a game

47 And whether you in my city and I talk shit

48 I'm going to kill him, especially if he say my name

49 I've been known to handle my business

50 Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla

51 Murder haters that I'm full of

52 Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a baretta they'll be killas

53 Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied sight-scene

54 When the dough become no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003

55 (Throw it up if you...)

56 [Chorus] - 2X