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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, as a motherfucker I be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap if you got beef, man ,you better holla at me Niggas get locked up, up, shot up Every time I pop up, a lot going on in my I the dice, I holla get 'em girls Daddy need new shoes, daddy need Pirellis to look mean on box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone Bulletproof bitch and I'm gone Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and can't find the semi's was just harassing me cause they know who I was Spent the night in Booking for smoking some bud
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 shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on hood shit Give me some dro, haze and some chocolate me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark shit And stay high all the time, I smoke that shit I'm high all the time, man, I'm on some hood
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 I be high, be high But I twist lye, lye lye lye I get high as I wanna, Go against me, for sure, you's a goner, I don't smoke to my nerves, but I got beef crush my enemies like I crush the hashish If you love me tell me you me, don't stare at me, man I'd hate to be in the pen for clapping one of my Let me show you how to greet me you meet me, when you see me If you real, my nigga, you know how to "G-Unit" no competition, it's just me 50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on streets If David could go against Goliath with a I can go at Nas and Jigga, for the throne
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Now who you know besides me who write lines and nines And have hoes in the sniffing on white lines You don't want me to be your kid's model I'll teach them how to buck them and load up them hollows Have shorty fresh off the stoop to shoot Big blunt in his mouth, in his boot Sit in the crib sipping Guinness watching Then oh Lord, a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog My team depend on me when it's crunch time I eat a nigga food in day like it's lunchtime You feeling brave, nigga, go get gully See if I won't leave brains leaking up out your skully I done made myself hot so shit you can tell me Now niggas calling me to feature, man, fuck your I ain't hurting, I'm aight, nigga, I'm doing I ain't write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
I don't need Dom Perignon, I need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't shit Nigga, I'm all the time, I smoke that good shit I high all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit Give me some dro, purple haze and some Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark And high all the time, I smoke that good shit 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, ready or not, I come