G-Unit / U.T.P

(アルバム： No Mercy, No Fear - 2002)

Right now with the situation getting better
So I'm doing you things, holla

[50 Cent:]
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me out

[50 Cent:]
Now piece by piece we put it all together
Time to get this dough nigga, it's now or never
I'm wild as ever, foul as ever
Reap whatever, whatever, whatever
They say I'm a slick talker, shit talker
Grimy ass New Yorker
Come cut ya, gum butcher, lay your ass out
If you ever catch beef nigga, call on me
If you fucked up in school nigga, it's all on me
I get a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a nigga
Break you off proper nigga, the cops ain't gonna stop a nigga (yeah)
Let's get this money man, them hoes come with the paper
I'm done to go wherever this game takes us
Look homey, you see my 22s, sitting on low bros
That simple mathematics, that equal more hoes
I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows
Shit I didn't have to say that, ya'll already know

From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My niggas coming to see
If everything is alright
From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My niggas coming to see
If everything is alright

Ya'll niggas can blow some trees
Have coke and some Hennessey
My niggas from U.T.P.
Everything is alright

[Young Buck:]
For those who couldn't figure me out, what this nigga be 'bout
Cooking it, and cutting it, and flipping it, in 24 hours
I keep a dyke, on the back of the bike
In the summertime the white
Air Force One's, Louie Baton, Nike sign (woo)
Don't really talk much (uh huh), I let my money speak
I know you saw us, shit we a 100 deep
I'm sipping Don, with Juan, Bird, and smoking weed
Shaking them haters off, bouncing to this juking beat
Fucking with 50, 'cause he strictly about head busting
Letting New York know these U niggas ain't stunting
Nigga we ain't running, I guarantee you that
After these messages we'll be right back
Take off your necklace huh, because this tech will hit a
Innocent bystander who don't respect a nigga
After you finish your collard greens and cornbread
Get you a Glock, and come around here where my mom staying

From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My niggas coming to see
If everything is alright
From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My niggas coming to see
If everything is alright

From South I 95, 85, 65 right at the I 10, get your money widened
I got the Colombian, and I'm gonna hold 'em down
When you get close, call nigga I'm 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 evening
What us speed with V8, them cops then heated
They locked my partner Gus up for smoking weed and speeding
But he'll 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 wasn't?
Well come to find out, my homey found something
But he had to choke a bitch, and fo' pound something
'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

From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My niggas coming to see
If everything is alright
From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My niggas coming to see
If everything is alright

We over here, E, shots of, sipping on Courvoisier
Yeah Rocking exclusive, ha ha, ha ha
Ha ha, can't forget, Teamwork Music, ha ha