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I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I need shit 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, spark shit And high all the time, I smoke that good shit I'm high all the time, man, I'm on some shit
Every time I roll up niggas roll up And I tell 'em hold up, you ain't money you ain't smoking In my Benzo, 20 Lorenzo's Smoking on indo, high as a I be on them backstreets, know I clap heat Only if you got beef, man ,you better at me Niggas get up, stabbed up, shot up time I pop up, a lot going on in my hood I shoot the dice, I get 'em girls Daddy need new shoes, daddy need to look mean on 22's box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone Bulletproof this and I'm gone 2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the They was harassing me cause they know who I was the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud
I don't Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't shit Nigga, I'm high all the time, I that good shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on some hood me some dro, purple haze and some 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 hood
Now if you heard I done started shit It ain't because I be high, be And if you I done let off a clip It ain't because I be high, be But I twist lye, lye lye lye I get as I wanna, nigga Go me, for sure, you's a goner, nigga I don't smoke to calm my nerves, but I got Finna crush my enemies I crush the hashish If you love me tell me you love me, don't 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 know how to "G-Unit" There's no competition, it's me 50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on streets If David go against Goliath with a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the
I don't need Dom Perignon, I need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't shit Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good I stay high all the time, man, I'm on some hood me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate Give me a and a lighter, I'll spark shit And stay high all the time, I smoke good shit I'm high all the time, man, I'm on some shit
Now who you besides me who write lines and squeeze nines And have hoes in the hood sniffing on white You don't want me to be your kid's role teach them how to buck them 380's and load up them hollows Have shorty fresh off the stoop ready to Big blunt in his mouth, deuce-deuce in his Sit in the crib Guinness watching Menace oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog My team they depend on me when it's time I eat a nigga food in broad day it's lunchtime You feeling brave, nigga, go ahead get See if I won't leave your brains leaking up out your I done made myself hot so ain't you can tell me Now niggas me to feature, man, fuck your money I ain't hurting, I'm aight, nigga, I'm good I ain't write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
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 high all the time, man, I'm on some hood Give me some dro, purple and some chocolate Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll shit And stay high all the time, I smoke that shit I'm high all the time, man, I'm on some shit
G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, ready or not, I come