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50 Cent

High All the Time

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Текст песни 50 Cent - High All the Time

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(Chorus)I don`t need Dom Perignon, I don`t need CrisTanqueray and Alize, I don`t need shitNigga I`m high all the time, I smoke that good shitI stay high all the time, man I`m on some hood shitGive me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolateGive me a dutch and a lighter I`ll spark shitAnd stay high all the time, I smoke that good shitI`m high all the time, man I`m on some hood shit(Verse 1)Everytime I ROLL up, niggas holla ROLL up, and I tell`em HOLD up,You ain`t gettin money you ain`t smokingIn my Benzo, 20 inch Lorenzos, smoking on indoHiiigh as a motherfuckerI be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap heat, only if you got beefMan you better holla at meNiggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot upEverytime I pop up, a lot going on in my hoodI shoot the dice, I holler get`em girlsDaddy need new shoesDaddy need Perelli`s to look mean on 22sStash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phoneBulletproof this bitch and I`m gone2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of HennyThe D`s sick, they searched the whip and they can`t find the semisThey was just harassing me cause they know who I wasSpent the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud(Chorus)(Verse 2)Now if you heard I done started some shitIt ain`t because I be high (I be high, I be high)And if you heard I done let off a clipIt ain`t because I be high (I be high, I be high)But I- twist that la, la, la, laI get high as I wanna niggaGo against me, fa sho, you`s a goner niggaI don`t smoke to calm my nerves but I got beefFinna crush my enemies like I crush the hashishIf you love me, tell me you love me, don`t stare at me manI`d hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fansLet me show you how to greet me, when you meet me, when you see meIf you real my nigga, you know how to holla "G-Unit!"There`s no competition, it`s just me,50 Cent, motherfucker, I`m hot on these streetsIf David could go against Goliath with a stoneI can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the throne(Chorus)(Verse 3)Now who you know besides me who write lines and squeeze ninesAnd have hoes in the hood sniffin on white linesYou don`t want me to be your kid`s role modelI`ll teach them how to buck them 380s and load up them hollowsHave shorty fresh off the stoop, ready to shootBig blunt in his mouth, deuce deuce in his bootSit in the crib, sippin Guinness, watching MenaceThen Oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-DogMy team they depend on me when it`s crunch timeI eat a nigga food in broad day like it`s lunchtimeYou feeling brave nigga, go ahead get gullySee if I won`t leave your brains leaking up out your skullyI done made myself hot, so ain`t shit you can tell meNiggas calling me to feature, man fuck your moneyI ain`t hurting, I`m doing goodI ain`t got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood(Chorus)G-Unit, are you readyG-Unit, are you readyG-Unit, are you readyNigga, ready or not, here I come, come, com

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