50 CENT

50 CENT - Bloodhound lyrics

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

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