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