- 50 Cent High All The Time 歌詞
- 50 Cent
- I dont need Dom Perignon, I dont need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I dont need shit
Nigga Im high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter Ill spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
Im high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
Everytime I ROLL up, niggas holla ROLL up, and I tellem HOLD up,
You aint gettin money you aint smoking
In my Benzo, 20 inch Lorenzos, smoking on indo
Hiiigh as a motherfucker
I be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap heat, only if you got beef
Man you better holla at me
Niggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot up
Everytime I pop up, a lot going on in my hood
I shoot the dice, I holler getem girls
Daddy need new shoes
Daddy need Perellis to look mean on 22s
Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone
Bulletproof this bitch and Im gone
2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny
The Ds sick, they searched the whip and they cant find the semis
They was just harassing me cause they know who I was
Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud
I dont need Dom Perignon, I dont need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I dont need shit
Nigga Im high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter Ill spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
Im high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
Now if you heard I done started some shit
It aint because I be high (I be high, I be high)
And if you heard I done let off a clip
It aint because I be high (I be high, I be high)
But I- twist that la, la, la, la
I get high as I wanna nigga
Go against me, fa sho, yous a goner nigga
I dont smoke to calm my nerves but I got beef
Finna crush my enemies like I crush the hashish
If you love me, tell me you love me, dont stare at me man
Id hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fans
Let me show you how to greet me, when you meet me, when you see me
If you real my nigga, you know how to holla 'G-Unit!'
Theres no competition, its just me,
50 Cent, motherfucker, Im hot on these streets
If David could go against Goliath with a stone
I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the throne
I dont need Dom Perignon, I dont need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I dont need shit
Nigga Im high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter Ill spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
Im high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
Now who you know besides me who write lines and squeeze nines
And have hoes in the hood sniffin on whitelines
You dont want me to be your kids role model
Ill teach them how to buck them 380s and load up them hollows
Have shorty fresh off the stoop, ready to shoot
Big blunt in his mouth, deuce deuce in his boot
Sit in the crib, sippin Guinness, watching Menace
Then Oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog
My team they depend on me when its crunch time
I eat a nigga food in broad day like its lunchtime
You feeling brave nigga, go ahead get gully
See if I wont leave your brains leaking up out your skully
I done made myself hot , so aint shit you can tell me
Niggas calling me to feature, man fuck your money
I aint hurting, Im doing good
I aint got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
I dont need Dom Perignon, I dont need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I dont need shit
Nigga Im high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter Ill spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
Im high all the time, man Im on some hood shit
G-Unit, are you ready
G-Unit, are you ready
G-Unit, are you ready
Nigga, ready or not, here I come, come, come
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