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50 Cent - "G-Unit/U.T.P."
Lyrics to G-Unit/U.T.P. : [Male voice talking] Right now with the situation gettin better So Im doin you things, holla [50 Cent] Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me out Now piece by piece we put it all together Time to get this dough nigga, its now or never Im wild as ever, foul as ever Reap whatever, whatever, whatever They say Im a slick talker, shit talker Grimy ass New Yorker Come gutcha, gum futcher, lay your ass out If you ever catch beef nigga, call on me If you fucked up in school nigga, its all on me I get a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a nigga Break you off proper nigga, the cops aint gonna stop a nigga (yeah) Lets get this money man, them hos come with the paper Im done to go wherever this game takes us Look homey, you see my 22s, sittin on low bros That simple mathematics, that equal more hoes I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows Shit I didnt have to say that, yall already know [Chorus] - 2X From New York to New Orleans A problem, holla at me My niggas comin to see If everythin is alright Yall niggas can blow some trees Have coke and some Hennessey My niggas from U.T.P. Everythin is alright [Young Buck] For those who couldnt figure me out, what this nigga be bout Cookin it, and cuttin it, and flippin it, in 24 hours Cause I keep a dyke, on the back of the bike In the summertime the white Air Force Ones, Louie Baton, Nike style (woo) Dont really talk much (uh huh), I let my money speak I know you saw us, shit we a 100 deep Im sippin Don, with Juan, Bird, and smokin weed Shakin them haters off, bouncin to this jukin beat Fuckin with 50, cause he strictly about head bustin Lettin New York know these Unica niggas aint stuntin Nigga we aint runnin, I guarantee you that After these messages well be right back Take off that necklace a, because this tech will hit a Innocent bystander who dont respect a nigga After you finish your collard greens and cornbread Get you a glock, and come around here where my mom stayin [Chorus] [Bun B] From South I 95, 85, 65 right at the I 10, get your money widened I got the Columbian, and Im gonna hold em down When you get close, call nigga Im gonna guide you down You got it now, (got it), well then what time you leavin In a couple of hours, some time close to this evenin What us speed with V8, them cops then heated They locked my partner Gus up for smokin weed and speedin But hell be home though, probably about the same time you get ya Shit yeah, seems like we paid his bond like last year But anyway, you know that thing we thought that was, but wasnt' Well come to find out, my homey found somethin But he had to choke a bitch, and fo pound somethin Cause I told him, what you told me about the chump and he chumped em Put the barrel bottle pump, and pumped em And pumped em and pumped em, and pumped em and pumped em [Chorus] (Male voice talking) We over here, E, shots of, sippin on Courvoisier Yeah Rockin exclusive, haha, haha [ G-Unit/U.T.P. Lyrics ]
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