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*)