G-Unit, UTP
Ha ha
G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP
G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent get `em bucked

50 Cent, that`s my name, man I ain`t f**kin` playin`
I move on you wit` that Mac mayn
Come off, now watch your chain
Fo` I blow out your brains
Shells hit your chest go out your back mayn
See me I put in work, man I been doin` dirt
For so long when ni**as get laid out
Ni**as run through my crib, to holla at the kid
That`s when I start bringin` them thangs out

Then we go through the strip, hangin` up out the whip
Dumpin` clips off at they whole clique mayn
When witnesses around, they know how we get down
So when the cops come they ain`t see s**t mayn
My soldiers slangin` `caine, sunny, snow, in sleet or rain
Come through the hood and you can cop that
I`m sittin` on some change, G-Unit gots the game
Come through here stuntin` you get popped at

I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don`t hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two o`clocks
Love to bust shots but you don`t hear me though

I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don`t hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two o`clocks
Love to bust shots but you don`t hear me though

I came in this game knowin` ni**as gon` hate me
Just for the simple fact they know that I`m a rida`
I got a hell of a aim, I keep on tellin` ya mayn
I swear ain`t nobody gon` find ya
When I get lifted I`m tempted to tear your block up
Your ni**as can`t run `cause I`m behind ya
Me and Chilly in your city wit` a couple nine milli`s
You better stay in line bro`

`Cause if I walk it I`ll talk it, you know we`ll walk up and pop it
I love the sound of gunfire bro`
Right now we smackin` `em wit` platinum
And they hate it cause we made it, that`s what we keep that eye for
I represent it `cause I`m in it, UTP until I`m finished
Juvenile, they can`t stop us
And I admit it, I live it
I`ll knock a baller off his pivot with this motherf**kin` choppa`

I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don`t hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two o`clocks
Love to bust shots but you don`t hear me though

I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don`t hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two o`clocks
Love to bust shots but you don`t hear me though

My twenty-inches spinnin`, you always see me grinin`
And you hear ni**as call me grimey
They hit me wit` them bricks, and I ain`t pay `em s**t
I`m outta town, they can`t find me
When I come back around, man I`ma back `em down
I run up bustin` that Tec mayn
If you ain`t got a gun and you can`t f**kin` run
My advice is you hit the deck mayn

But if you get away and come back another day
My soldiers`ll leave you wet mayn
`Cause we know where you be and we know where you stay
And we`ll come trippin` through your set mayn
Man you heard what I said, now get it in your head
I ain`t payin` no f**kin` debt mayn
`Cause you`se a middle man, but you don`t understand
You`se a f**kin` fake ass connect mayn

I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don`t hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two o`clocks
Love to bust shots but you don`t hear me though

I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don`t hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two o`clocks
Love to bust shots but you don`t hear me though