[Intro: 50 Cent]
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G-Unit, UTP
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Hahahaha
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G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP
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G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent
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Get em Buck, man (Grr, woo)
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[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
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50 Cent, thats my name, man, I aint fucking playing
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I move on you with that MAC, mane (MAC, mane)
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Come off that watch and chain ‘fore I blow out your brains
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Shells hit your chest, go out your back, mane (Back, mane)
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See me, I put in work, man, I been doing dirt
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For so long, them niggas get laid out (Laid out)
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Niggas run through my crib to holla at the kid
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Thats when I start bringing them thangs out (Thangs out)
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Then we go through the strip hanging up out the whip
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Dumping clips off at they whole clique, mane (Clique, mane)
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When witnesses around they know how we get down
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So when the cops come, they aint see shit, mane (Shit, mane)
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My soldiers slanging ‘caine, sunny, snowy, sleet or rain
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Come through the hood and you can cop that (Cop that)
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Im sittin on some change, G-Unit, thats the gang
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Come through here stunting youll get popped at (Popped at)
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[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
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Love to squeeze gats, but you dont hear me though
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I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
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Love to bust shots, but you dont hear me though
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I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
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Love to squeeze gats, but you dont hear me though
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I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
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Love to bust shots, but you dont hear me though
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[Verse 2: Young Buck]
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I came in this game knowing niggas gon hate me
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Just for the simple fact they know that Im a rider (Rider)
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I got a hell of a aim, I keep on telling you, mane
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I swear aint nobody gon find ya (Find ya)
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When I get lifted, Im tempted to tear your block up
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You niggas cant run cause Im behind ya (Behind ya)
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Me and Chili in your city with a couple nine millis
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You better stay in line, bro (Line, bro)
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‘Cause if I walk it Ill talk it, you know well walk up and pop it
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I love the sound of gunfire, bro (Fire, bro)
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Right now we smacking em with platinum and they hate it
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‘Cause we made it, thats what we keep that iron for (Iron for)
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I represent it cause Im in it, UTP until Im finished
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Juvenile, they cant stop us (They cant stop us)
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And I admit it, I live it, Ill knock a baller off his pivot
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With this motherfucking chopper (Baow)
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[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
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Love to squeeze gats, but you dont hear me though
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I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
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Love to bust shots, but you dont hear me though
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I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
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Love to squeeze gats, but you dont hear me though
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I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
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Love to bust shots, but you dont hear me though
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[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
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My twenty inches spinning, you always see me grinning
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And you hear niggas call me grimy (Grimy)
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They hit me with them bricks and I aint pay em shit
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Im outta town, they cant find me (Find me)
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When I come back around, man, Ima back em down
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I run up busting that TEC, mane (TEC, mane)
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If you aint got a gun and you cant fucking run
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My advice is you hit the deck, mane (Deck, mane)
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But if you get away and come back another day
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My soldiersll leave you wet, mane (Wet, mane)
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‘Cause we know where you be and we know where you stay
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And well come checking through your set, mane (Set, mane)
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Man, you heard what I said, now get it in your head
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I aint paying no fucking debt, mane (Debt, mane)
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‘Cause yous a middle man, what you dont understand?
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Yous a fucking fake-ass connect, mane (Connect, mane)
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[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
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Love to squeeze gats, but you dont hear me though
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I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
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Love to bust shots, but you dont hear me though
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I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
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Love to squeeze gats, but you dont hear me though
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I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
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Love to bust shots, but you dont hear me though
