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G-Unit, UTP

G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP
G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em Buck, man

50 Cent, that's my name, man I fucking playing
I move on you with that Mac,
Come off that and chain 'fore I blow out your brains
Shells hit chest, go out your back, mane
See me I put in work, man, I been doing for so long
Then niggas get out
Niggas run my crib to holla at the kid
That's when I start them thangs out
Then we go through the hanging up out the whip
Dumping off at their whole clique, mane
witnesses around they know how we get down
So when the cops they ain't see shit, mane
My slanging 'caine, sunny, snowy, sleet or rain
Come through the and you can cop that
I'm sittig' on some change, G-Unit that's the
Come here stunting you get popped at

I love to pump crack, love to strapped
Love to squeeze gats, but you don't me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two
Love to shots, but you don't hear me though

I love to pump crack, love to stay
Love to gats, but you don't hear me though
I love to hit the block, I my two Glocks
Love to bust shots, but you don't me though

I came in game knowing niggas gon' hate me
Just for the simple fact know that I'm a rider
I got a of a aim, I keep on telling you, mane
I swear ain't nobody gon' ya
When I get lifted I'm tempted to tear block up
Your niggas can't run cause I'm ya
Me and Chili in your city a couple nine-milli's
You better in line, bro
Cause if I walk it I'll talk it, you we'll walk up and pop it
I the sound of gunfire, bro
Right now we 'em with platinum
And they hate it cause we made it, that's what we that iron for
I represent it I'm in it, UTP until I'm finished
Juvenile, can't stop us and I admit it I live it
I'll knock a baller off his with this motherfucking chopper

I love to pump crack, to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats, but you don't hear me
I love to hit the block, I love my two
to bust shots, but you don't hear me though

I love to crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats, but you don't hear me
I love to hit the block, I my two Glocks
Love to bust shots, but you don't me though

My twenty-inches spinning, you always see me
And you hear call me grimy
They hit me with them bricks and I ain't pay 'em
I'm outta town, they find me
When I come back around, man, I'mma back 'em
I run up busting TEC, mane
If you got a gun and you can't fucking run
My advice is you hit the deck,
But if you get away and come back day
My leave you wet, mane
Cause we know you be and we know where you stay
And we'll come through your set, mane
Man, you heard what I said, now get it in head
I paying no fucking debt, mane
Cause a middle man, what you don't understand?
You's a fucking fake ass connect,

I love to crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats, but you don't me though
I to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
Love to bust shots, but you don't hear me

I love to pump crack, love to stay
Love to gats, but you don't hear me though
I love to hit the block, I my two Glocks
Love to bust shots, but you don't me though