50 Cent - Blood hound

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Blood hound 50 Cent

[50 Cent] 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] 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 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] Visitas: 241

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