Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, UTPUTP, 50 Cent, get 'em bucked
[Verse 1(50 Cent)]50 Cent, that's my nameMan I ain't fuckin' playin'I move on you wit' that Mac mayn (Mac mayn)Come off, now watch your chainFo' I blow out your brainsShells hit your chest go out your back mayn (back mayn)See me I put in work, man I been doin' dirtFor so long when niggas get laid out (laid out)Niggas run through my crib, to holla at the kidThat's when I start bringin' them thangs out (thangs out)Then we go through the strip, hangin' up out the whipDumpin' clips off at they whole clique man (clique man)When witnesses around, they know how we get downSo when the cops come they ain't see shit mayn (shit mayn)My soldiers slangin' 'caine, sunny, snow, in sleet or rainCome through the hood and you can cop that (cop that)I'm sittin' on some change, G-Unit gots the gameCome through here stuntin' you get popped at (popped at)
[Chorus] x2I love to pump crack, love to stay strappedLove to squeeze gats but you don't hear me thoughI love to hit the block, I love my two GlocksLove to bust shots but you don't hear me though
[Verse 2(Young Buck)]I came in this game knowin' niggas gon' hate meJust for the simple fact they know that I'm a rida' (rida')I got a hell of a aim, I keep on tellin' ya maynI swear ain't nobody gon' find ya (find ya)When I get lifted I'm tempted to tear your block upYour niggas can't run cause I'm behind ya (behind ya)Me and Chilly in your city wit' a couple nine-milli'sYou better stay in line bro' (in line bro')Cause if I walk it I'll talk it, you know we'll walk up and popitI love the sound of gunfire bro' (fire bro')Right now we smackin' 'em wit' platinumAnd they hate it cause we made it, that's what we keep that ironfor (that ironfor)I represent it cause I'm in it, UTP until I'm finishedJuvenile, they can't stop us (can't stop us)And I admit it, I live itI'll knock a baller off his pivot with this motherfuckin'choppa'
[Verse 3(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 shitI'm outta town, they can't find me (find me)When I come back around, man I'ma back 'em downI run up bustin' that Tec mayn (Tec mayn)If you ain't got a gun, and you can't fuckin' runMy advice is you hit the deck mayn (deck mayn)But if you get away and come back another dayMy soldiers'll leave you wet mayn (wet mayn)Cause we know where you be, and we know where you stayAnd we'll come trippin' through your set mayn (set mayn)Man you heard what I said, now get it in your headI ain't payin' no fuckin' debt mayn (debt mayn)Cause you'se a middle man, but you don't understandYou'se a fuckin' fake ass connect' mayn (connect' mayn)