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High All The Time

This song is by 50 Cent and appears on the album Get Rich or Die Tryin (2003).

I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit

Give me some dro, purple haze and some chjocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit

Everytime I Roll up niggas holla ROLL up and I tell 'em HOLD up
U ain't gettin' money you ain't smokin'
In my Benzo 20 inch Lorenzos smokin' on indo
Hiigh as a muthaf***a
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 stabbedup shot up
Everytime I pop up a lot goin' on in my hood

I shoot the dice holler get 'em girls
Daddy need new shoes
Daddy need Perelli's to look mean on 22s
Stash box X box fax machine phone
Bullet proof this b****h and iam gone
2003 Surban swerving, too many sips of henny
The D's sick they searched the whip and they can't find the semis
They was just harassing me 'cause they know who I was
Spent da night in central Booking for smoking some bud


Now if you heard I done started some shit
It ain't becuz I be high (I be high I be high)
And if you heard I done let off a clip
It ain't becuz I be high (I be high ibe high)
But I twist that la la la la

I get high as I wanna nigga
Go agaianst me fa sho you's a goner nigga
I don't 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, stare at me man
I'd hate to be in the benz clappin 1 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"
There's no competition its just me
50cent, muthaf***a, Iam hot on these streets
If David could go against Goliath with a stone
I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the throne


NOw who you know besides me who writte lines and squeeze nines
And have hoes in the hood sniffin on white lines
U don't want me to be your kids role model
I'll teach them how to 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 Ginness, watchin Menace
Then Oh Lord, have yong nigg 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 lunch time
U feelin' brave nigga? go ahead get gully
See if I don't leave yor bain leaking up out your skully
I done made myself hot so ain't sh** u can tell me
Niggas callin me the feature, man fuck yo money
I ain't hurtin' I'm aight nigga Iam doin' good
I ain't gotta write rhymes, I Got bricks in the hood


G-UNIT, are you ready
G-UNIT, are you ready
Nigga, ready or not here I come, come, come

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