E.M.S.

{*song borrows beat & samples from Hi-Tek & Talib Kweli's "The Blast"*} [50 Cent] Ga ga G-Unit! (body) haha, yo, yo 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 jet, 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's here 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 [Tony Yayo] I run around with the trey (body) pound like its 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 icey, 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, its cheaters, and envy (Shorty if you feel a nigga, call me) (body) [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, Banks, yeah Look you ain't got to like me, that's (body) cool, I don't give a fuck Clowny 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 your not don't even (body) call me (*gun shot fired, yelling*)