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Every time I roll up holla roll up And I tell 'em up, you ain't getting money you ain't smoking In my Benzo, 20 inch Smoking on indo, high as a I be on them backstreets, niggas know I heat Only if you got beef, man ,you holla at me Niggas get up, stabbed up, shot up Every time I pop up, a lot 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 bitch and I'm gone 2003 Suburban swerving, too many of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they find the semi's was just harassing me cause they know who I was Spent the night in Central for smoking some bud
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Now if you heard I started some shit It because I be high, be high And if you heard I let off a clip It ain't I be high, be high But I that lye, lye lye lye I get high as I wanna, Go against me, for sure, a goner, nigga I don't smoke to calm my nerves, but I got Finna crush my like I crush the hashish If you love me tell me you love me, don't at me, man I'd to be in the pen for clapping 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" There's no competition, it's 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 and squeeze nines And have hoes in the hood sniffing on lines 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 fresh off the stoop ready to shoot Big blunt in his mouth, in his boot Sit in the crib Guinness watching Menace Then oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit he O-Dog My team depend on me when it's crunch 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 leaking up out your skully I made myself hot so ain't shit 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 gotta rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
I need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I need shit Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke good shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on hood shit Give me some dro, purple haze and some me a dutch 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
G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, ready or not, I come