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I don't Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke good shit I stay all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit Give me some dro, purple and some chocolate Give me a dutch and a lighter, spark shit And stay high all the time, I smoke good shit I'm all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit
Every time I roll up niggas roll up And I tell 'em hold up, you getting money you ain't smoking In my Benzo, 20 Lorenzo's on indo, high as a motherfucker I be on them backstreets, niggas know I heat Only if you got beef, man ,you better at me Niggas get up, stabbed up, shot up Every I pop up, a lot going on in my hood I the dice, I holla get 'em girls Daddy need new shoes, daddy need to look mean on 22's Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, Bulletproof bitch and I'm gone Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they find the semi's They was just harassing me they know who I was the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud
I need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't shit Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on some hood Give me some dro, purple haze and chocolate Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll shit And stay high all the time, I smoke that good I'm high all the time, man, I'm on some shit
Now if you heard I done some shit It ain't I be high, be high And if you I done let off a clip It ain't because I be high, be But I that lye, lye lye lye I get as I wanna, nigga Go against me, for sure, you's a goner, I don't to calm my nerves, but I got beef Finna crush my enemies like I crush the If you love me me you love me, don't stare at me, man I'd hate to be in the pen for one of my fans Let me you how to greet me when you meet me, when you see me If you real, my nigga, you how to holla "G-Unit" no competition, it's just me 50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these If David could go against Goliath a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the
I don't Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need Nigga, I'm high all the time, I that good shit I stay all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll shit And high all the time, I smoke that good shit I'm high all the time, man, I'm on some hood
Now who you besides me who write lines and squeeze nines And have hoes in the sniffing on white lines You don't want me to be kid's role model I'll teach them how to buck them and load up them hollows Have fresh off the stoop ready to shoot Big in his mouth, deuce-deuce in his boot Sit in the sipping Guinness watching Menace Then oh Lord, have a young bucking shit like he O-Dog My team they on me when it's crunch time I eat a nigga food in broad day like it's You feeling brave, nigga, go get gully See if I leave your brains leaking up out your skully I done made myself hot so shit you can tell me Now niggas calling me to feature, man, your money I hurting, I'm aight, nigga, I'm doing good I ain't gotta write rhymes, I got in the hood
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke good shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on some shit Give me some dro, haze and some chocolate Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark And stay high all the time, I smoke that good I'm high all the time, man, I'm on hood shit
G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, or not, here I come