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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 move on you that Mac, mane
Come off that watch and chain 'fore I out your brains
Shells hit chest, go out your back, mane
See me I put in work, man, I been doing dirt for so
niggas get laid out
Niggas run through my 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
When witnesses around they know how we get
So when the cops come 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 change, G-Unit that's the gang
through here stunting you get popped at

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

I came in this game knowing gon' hate me
Just for the simple fact they know I'm a rider
I got a hell of a aim, I keep on telling you,
I swear nobody gon' find ya
When I get lifted I'm to tear your block up
niggas can't run cause I'm behind ya
Me and Chili in your city a couple nine-milli's
You better in line, bro
Cause if I walk it I'll it, you know we'll walk up and pop it
I the sound of gunfire, bro
Right now we smacking 'em platinum
And they hate it cause we made it, that's what we that 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
knock a baller off his pivot with this motherfucking chopper

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 shots, but you don't hear me though

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

My spinning, you always see me grinning
And you hear call me grimy
They hit me with them bricks and I pay 'em shit
I'm outta town, 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 advice is you hit the deck,
But if you get away and come back day
My soldiers'll leave you wet,
we know where you be and we know where you stay
And we'll come checking through set, mane
Man, you heard what I said, now get it in your
I ain't paying no 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 squeeze gats, but you hear me though
I love to hit the block, I my two Glocks
to bust shots, but you don't hear me though

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