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G-Unit, UTP

G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP
G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em Buck, man

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

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

I came in this knowing niggas gon' hate me
for the simple fact they know that I'm a rider
I got a of a aim, I keep on telling you, mane
I ain't nobody gon' find ya
When I get lifted I'm tempted to tear block up
Your can't run cause I'm behind 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 the sound of gunfire, bro
Right now we smacking 'em with
And they hate it cause we made it, that's we keep that iron for
I it cause I'm in it, UTP until I'm finished
Juvenile, they can't stop us and I admit it I it
I'll a baller off his pivot with this motherfucking chopper

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

My spinning, you always see me grinning
And you hear niggas me grimy
They hit me with them bricks and I pay 'em shit
I'm town, they can't find 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 can't run
My is you hit the deck, mane
But if you get away and come back day
My soldiers'll you wet, mane
we know where you be and we know where you stay
And we'll checking through your set, mane
Man, you what I said, now get it in your head
I ain't paying no debt, mane
Cause you's a middle man, what you don't
You's a fake ass connect, mane

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