50 cent - Blood Hound
G-Unit,
UTP
Ha-ha-ha-ha-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 fuckin' playin'
I
move on you wit' that Mac mayn (Mac mayn)
Come
off, now watch your chain
Fo'
I blow out your brains
Shells
hit your chest go out your back mayn (back mayn)
See
me I put in work, man I been doin' dirt
For
so long when niggas get laid out (laid out)
Niggas
run through my crib, to holla at the kid
That's
when I start bringin' them thangs out (thangs out)
Then
we go through the strip, hangin' up out the whip
Dumpin'
clips off at they whole clique mayn (clique mayn)
When
witnesses around, they know how we get down
So
when the cops come they ain't see shit mayn (shit mayn)
My
soldiers slangin' 'caine, sunny, snow, in sleet or rain
Come
through the hood and you can cop that (cop that)
I'm
sittin' on some change, G-Unit gots the game
Come
through here stuntin' you get popped at (popped at)
Chorus:
repeat 2X
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 Glocks
Love
to bust shots but you don't hear me though
Young
Buck
I
came in this game knowin' niggas gon' hate me
Just
for the simple fact they know that I'm a rida' (rida')
I
got a hell of a aim, I keep on tellin' ya mayn
I
swear ain't nobody gon' find ya (find ya)
When
I get lifted I'm tempted to tear your block up
Your
niggas can't run cause I'm behind ya (behind ya)
Me
and Chilly in your city wit' a couple nine-milli's
You
better stay in line bro' (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' (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 (that eye for)
I
represent it cause I'm in it, UTP until I'm finished
Juvenile,
they can't stop us (can't stop us)
And
I admit it, I live it
I'll
knock a baller off his pivot with this motherfuckin' choppa'
Chorus
2X
50
Cent
My
twenty-inches spinnin', you always see me grinin'
And
you hear niggas call me grimey (grimey)
They
hit me wit' them bricks, and I ain't pay 'em shit
I'm
outta town, they can't find me (find me)
When
I come back around, man I'ma back 'em down
I
run up bustin' that Tec mayn (Tec mayn)
If
you ain't got a gun, and you can't fuckin' run
My
advice is you hit the deck mayn (deck mayn)
But
if you get away and come back another day
My
soldiers'll leave you wet mayn (wet mayn)
Cause
we know where you be, and we know where you stay
And
we'll come trippin' through your set mayn (set mayn)
Man
you heard what I said, now get it in your head
I
ain't payin' no fuckin' debt mayn (debt mayn)
Cause
you'se a middle man, but you don't understand
You'se
a fuckin' fake ass connect' mayn (connect' mayn)
Chorus
2X