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