Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Hound (featyoung Buck Of G Unit)

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 move on you with that Mac,
Come off that watch and chain 'fore I blow out your
Shells hit your chest, go out your back,
See me I put in work, man, I been dirt for so long
Then niggas get out
Niggas run through my 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
When witnesses around they how we get down
So when the come 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
to squeeze gats, but you don't 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 don't me though
I to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
Love to shots, but you don't hear me though

I in this game knowing niggas 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 tempted to tear your up
Your niggas run cause I'm behind ya
Me and Chili in your with a couple nine-milli's
You better in line, bro
Cause if I walk it I'll talk it, you know we'll up and pop it
I love the of gunfire, bro
Right now we smacking 'em platinum
And they hate it cause we made it, that's what we keep iron for
I represent it cause I'm in it, UTP until I'm
Juvenile, they can't stop us and I admit it I it
I'll a baller off his pivot with this motherfucking chopper

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 hear me though

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 my two Glocks
Love to bust shots, but you don't hear me

My spinning, you always see me grinning
And you hear call me grimy
hit me with them bricks and I ain't pay 'em shit
I'm outta town, they can't me
When I back around, man, I'mma back 'em down
I run up that 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 soldiers'll you wet, mane
Cause we where you be and we know where you stay
And we'll come checking through your set,
Man, you what 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 fucking ass connect, mane

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 don't hear me

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 love my two
Love to bust shots, but you hear me though