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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 Lorenzo's Smoking on indo, high as a I be on them backstreets, niggas I clap 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 going on in my I the dice, I holla get 'em girls Daddy need new shoes, daddy need to look mean on 22's Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, Bulletproof this and I'm gone 2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't the semi's They was just harassing me cause they who I was Spent the night in Booking for smoking some bud
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Now if you heard I done started shit It ain't I be high, be high And if you heard I done let off a It ain't 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 my enemies like I crush the hashish 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 you how to greet me when you meet me, when 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 these If David go against Goliath with a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the
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Now who you know besides me who write lines and nines And have hoes in the sniffing on white lines You want me to be your kid's role model I'll teach 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 sipping Guinness watching 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 in broad day like it's lunchtime You feeling brave, nigga, go ahead get See if I won't your brains leaking up out your skully I done made myself hot so ain't you can tell me Now niggas 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 in the hood
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G-Unit, are you G-Unit, are you ready? G-Unit, are you ready? Nigga, or not, here I come