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

I love to pump crack, 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 bust shots, but you don't me though

I love to 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 bust shots, but you don't me though

I came in this game niggas gon' hate me
Just for the simple they know that I'm a rider
I got a hell of a aim, I keep on you, mane
I ain't nobody gon' find ya
When I get I'm tempted to tear your block up
Your niggas can't run I'm behind ya
Me and in your 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 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 stop us and I it I live it
I'll knock a baller off his pivot with this chopper

I love to pump crack, love to 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 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
Love to bust shots, but you don't me though

My twenty-inches spinning, you see me grinning
And you hear niggas me grimy
They hit me with bricks and I ain't pay 'em shit
I'm outta town, can't find me
When I come back around, man, I'mma 'em down
I run up that TEC, mane
If you got a gun and you can't fucking run
My is you hit the deck, mane
But if you get away and come another day
My leave 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 ain't no fucking debt, mane
Cause a middle man, what you don't understand?
You's a fucking ass connect, mane

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 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 shots, but you don't hear me though