Hey, you wanna hit shit? It's that green tongue, bud
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Tanqueray and Alize, I need shit Nigga, I'm high all the time, I that good shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on hood shit Give me some dro, purple and some chocolate 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 hood shit
time I roll up niggas holla roll up And I 'em hold up, you ain't getting money you ain't smoking In my Benzo, 20 inch Smoking on indo, as a motherfucker I be on them backstreets, niggas I clap heat Only if you got beef, man ,you better at me get locked up, stabbed up, shot up Every time I pop up, a lot going on in my I shoot the dice, I get 'em girls 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 sips of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't the semi's They was harassing me cause they know who I was Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking bud
I don't Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke 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 dutch and a lighter, I'll shit And stay high all the time, I smoke that good I'm all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit
Now if you heard I done some shit It ain't because I be high, be And if you heard I 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 against me, for sure, you's a goner, I smoke to calm my nerves, but I got beef crush my enemies 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 me when you meet me, when you see me If you real, my nigga, you know how to "G-Unit" There's no competition, just me 50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these If David could go Goliath with a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, for the throne
I don't Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that shit I stay 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 stay high all the time, I smoke that shit I'm high all the time, man, I'm on some shit
Now who you know besides me who lines and squeeze nines And have in the hood sniffing on white lines You don't want me to be your kid's role I'll teach how to buck them 380's and load up them hollows Have shorty fresh off the stoop to shoot Big in his mouth, deuce-deuce in his boot Sit in the crib sipping Guinness Menace oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog My team they on me when it's crunch time I eat a nigga food in broad day like lunchtime You feeling brave, nigga, go get gully See if I won't your brains leaking up out your skully I done made hot so ain't shit you can tell me Now niggas calling me to feature, man, fuck money I ain't hurting, I'm aight, nigga, I'm doing I ain't gotta rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't Cris and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga, I'm all the time, I smoke that good shit I stay all the time, man, I'm on some 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 shit I'm all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit
G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, or not, here I come