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 playing
I move on you that Mac, mane
off that 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 doing for so long
Then get laid out
Niggas run my crib to holla at the kid
That's when I start bringing them out
Then we go through the strip hanging up out the
Dumping clips off at their whole clique,
When around they know how we get down
So the cops 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 that's the
through here stunting you get popped at

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

I came in game knowing niggas gon' hate me
Just for the simple fact they know that I'm a
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 your city a couple nine-milli's
You better in line, bro
Cause if I walk it I'll talk it, you know walk up and pop it
I love the of gunfire, bro
Right now we 'em with 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 off his pivot with this motherfucking chopper

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 hear me though

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
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 them bricks and I ain't pay 'em shit
I'm outta town, can't find me
When I come back around, man, I'mma back 'em
I run up busting 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
we know where you be and we know where you stay
And we'll come 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 middle man, you don't understand?
a fucking fake ass connect, mane

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 bust shots, but you don't me though

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 shots, but you don't hear me though