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Now if you heard I started some shit It ain't because I be high, be And if you I done let off a clip It because I be high, be high But I that lye, lye lye lye I get high as I wanna, Go me, for sure, you's a goner, nigga I don't to calm my nerves, but I got beef Finna crush my enemies like I the hashish If you love me me you love 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 when you 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 streets If David could go Goliath with a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the
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Now who you besides me who write lines and squeeze nines And have hoes in the sniffing on white lines You don't me to be your kid's role model I'll teach them how to buck them 380's and load up them Have shorty fresh off the ready to shoot Big blunt in his mouth, in his boot Sit in the crib sipping Guinness Menace Then oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking like he O-Dog My team they depend on me it's crunch time I eat a nigga in broad day like it's lunchtime You brave, nigga, go ahead get gully See if I won't leave brains leaking up out your skully I done myself hot so ain't shit you can tell me Now niggas calling me to feature, man, fuck money I hurting, I'm aight, nigga, I'm doing good I ain't gotta write rhymes, I got bricks in the
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G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, ready or not, I come