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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 watch and chain 'fore I blow out brains
Shells hit your chest, go out back, mane
See me I put in work, man, I been doing for so long
Then get laid out
Niggas run through my to holla at the kid
That's I start bringing them thangs out
Then we go the strip hanging up out the whip
clips off at their whole clique, mane
When around they know how we get down
So when the cops come they ain't see shit,
My soldiers 'caine, sunny, snowy, sleet or rain
Come through the hood and you can cop
I'm sittig' on some change, G-Unit that's the
Come through stunting you get popped at

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

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

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

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

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

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