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Every time I up niggas holla roll up And I tell 'em hold up, you ain't getting 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 Only if you got beef, man ,you holla 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 holla get 'em need new shoes, daddy need Pirellis to look mean on 22's Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, Bulletproof this bitch and I'm 2003 Suburban swerving, too many of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the They was just harassing me they know who I was Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking bud
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Now if you heard I started some shit It ain't I be high, be high And if you heard I 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 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 me, don't 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 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 these If David could go against Goliath a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, for the throne
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 good shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on hood shit Give me some dro, haze and some chocolate Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark And stay high all the time, I that good shit I'm high all the time, man, I'm on hood shit
Now who you know besides me who write and squeeze nines And have hoes in the hood sniffing on white You don't me to be your kid's role model I'll teach them how to buck them 380's and up them hollows shorty fresh off the stoop ready to shoot Big in his mouth, deuce-deuce in his boot Sit in the crib sipping Guinness Menace Then oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit he O-Dog My team they depend on me when it's time I eat a nigga food in broad day like it's You brave, nigga, go ahead 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 calling me to feature, man, fuck your money I ain't hurting, I'm aight, nigga, I'm doing I ain't gotta write rhymes, I got bricks in the
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G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, ready or not, here I