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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, high as a I be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap Only if you got beef, man ,you holla at me get locked up, stabbed up, shot up Every time I pop up, a lot on in my hood I shoot the dice, I holla get 'em Daddy need new shoes, daddy need Pirellis to mean on 22's box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone Bulletproof this and I'm gone Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the They was just harassing me cause they who I was the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud
I don't need Dom Perignon, I need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I need shit 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 dro, purple haze and some chocolate me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark shit And stay all the time, I smoke that good shit I'm all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit
Now if you heard I done some shit It because I be high, be high And if you I done let off a clip It ain't I be high, be high 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 smoke to calm my nerves, but I got Finna crush my enemies like I crush the If you love me tell me you love me, stare at me, man I'd hate to be in the pen for one of my fans Let me show you how to greet me when you meet me, 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 against Goliath with a I can go at Nas and Jigga, for the throne
I need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good I stay all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit Give me some dro, purple haze and some Give me a and a lighter, I'll spark shit And stay high all the time, I smoke that good 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 model teach them how to buck them 380's and load up them hollows Have shorty fresh off the ready to shoot Big in his mouth, deuce-deuce in his boot Sit in the crib sipping watching Menace oh Lord, have 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 broad day like it's You feeling brave, nigga, go get gully See if I won't leave brains leaking up out your skully I made myself hot so ain't 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 gotta write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
I don't Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't shit Nigga, I'm all the time, I smoke that 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 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 hood shit
G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, ready or not, I come