Letra de Blood Hound (Feat. Young Buck Of G Unit) - 50 Cent
Letra de canci�n de Blood Hound (Feat. Young Buck Of G Unit) de 50 Cent lyrics
[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)
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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]
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)
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/blood-hound--feat--young-buck-of-g-unit--50-cent.php
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]
