[Intro: 50 Cent]
I don't need Dom Pérignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga, I'm high all the time, G-Unit!
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
We on the front page then we in the Bahamas with AK's
On the stage, the ice and the Jacob watch will make a broke nigga take something
So I gotta keep that four-fifth with no safety button, G-Unit get that money
I know some artists is starvin' so play the game like they rich to me, this shit funny
I know you see me coming, cause on the front of the Maybach it say payback for those that hated on me
I hate them niggas claim they bangi'n in gangs
You ain't a crip like Snoop, you ain't a blood like Game, see I've been havin' beef
I got my own bulletproof vest
Most of my enemies dead i got about two left
Until my last breath, I'm sendin' niggas bullet holes
Innocent bystanders get hit tryin' to be heroes
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Don't want the diamonds, want the gold, or want the jewellery He don't want the ring, don't want the loot he's in it for the sport
Running circles round his competition on the court
He appreciates your support but he ain't beggin' for it
And you can love it, you can hate it but you can't ignore
It
You can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short
But you can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was gonna raise hell like them country boys
And if i'm frontin' him then you better come confront me for it (I'm a warrior)
I don't need Dom Pérignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga, I'm high all the time, G-Unit!
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
We on the front page then we in the Bahamas with AK's
On the stage, the ice and the Jacob watch will make a broke nigga take something
So I gotta keep that four-fifth with no safety button, G-Unit get that money
I know some artists is starvin' so play the game like they rich to me, this shit funny
I know you see me coming, cause on the front of the Maybach it say payback for those that hated on me
I hate them niggas claim they bangi'n in gangs
You ain't a crip like Snoop, you ain't a blood like Game, see I've been havin' beef
I got my own bulletproof vest
Most of my enemies dead i got about two left
Until my last breath, I'm sendin' niggas bullet holes
Innocent bystanders get hit tryin' to be heroes
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Don't want the diamonds, want the gold, or want the jewellery He don't want the ring, don't want the loot he's in it for the sport
Running circles round his competition on the court
He appreciates your support but he ain't beggin' for it
And you can love it, you can hate it but you can't ignore
It
You can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short
But you can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was gonna raise hell like them country boys
And if i'm frontin' him then you better come confront me for it (I'm a warrior)
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