E.M.S.

[Intro] G-G-Unit! (body) haha, yo, yo (it's 50 Cent) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I need no introduction, everybody (body) Heard of 50 Cent, and heard of G-Unit I'm not Hi-Tek and I'm not Kweli (Kweli) You see me in the club, you better tell the bouncers to treat me special, I'm somebody (body) Cause I get on that jack, in 5 minutes flat Niggas'll come back, shoot up your party (party) If I don't have fun, nobody havin' none I'm tryin' to holla at ya, come here shorty (shorty) Shout out to my nigga Juvie, Wacko, Skip Buck, my niggas from New Orleans, wodie (wodie) If we on the same page, when you see me on stage You gonna throw your hands up, and you gonna applaud me ('plaud me) You know how I get, I'm still on that bullshit, nigga, nigga [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] I run around with the trey (body) pound like it's a sport And call my name in the bench, while I sit in court I got a million-dollar smile (body) and a fist full of pesos And the wrist so icy, it could light up a stage show In the club (body), nigga, I stay holdin' 'Cause I'm on point for them wolves, and sheep clothin' I play the bar (body) with a double shot of Henny 'Cause after this spot, it's cheaters, and envy (Shorty if you feel a nigga, call me) (body) [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Yeah, Banks, yeah Look you ain't got to like me, that's (body) cool, I don't give a fuck Quality time ain't gonna put me in a bigger truck Fuck kids, it (body) ain't my turn to be stressed A bitch worse nightmare is a paternity test I'm too young to be faithful (body) If money means love, I hate you I only trick on the first of April Holla at me, if you thugged (body) out shorty ready to fight you Dice, roll a blunt, and pull the snub out for me And if you're not don't even (body) call me [Outro] (*gunshot fired, yelling*)