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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 ain't fucking
I on you with that Mac, mane
Come off watch 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 dirt for so long
niggas get laid out
Niggas run my crib to holla at the kid
when I start bringing them thangs out
Then we go the strip hanging up out the whip
Dumping clips off at their clique, mane
witnesses around they know how we get down
So when the come they ain't see shit, mane
My soldiers 'caine, sunny, snowy, sleet or rain
Come the hood and you can cop that
I'm sittig' on some change, G-Unit the gang
through here stunting you get popped at

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

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

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 bust shots, but you hear me though

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

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

I to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to gats, but you don't hear me though
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, 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 me though