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

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

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

I came in this game knowing gon' hate me
Just for the fact they know that I'm a rider
I got a hell of a aim, I keep on you, mane
I swear ain't nobody find ya
When I get lifted I'm to tear your block up
Your niggas can't run I'm behind ya
Me and Chili in your city a couple nine-milli's
You stay in line, bro
Cause if I walk it talk it, you know we'll walk up and pop it
I love the of gunfire, bro
now we smacking 'em with platinum
And hate 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 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, 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 love to crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats, but you don't hear me
I love to hit the block, I love my two
Love to bust shots, but you hear me though

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

I to pump crack, love to stay strapped
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 hear me though

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