Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood Hound, artist - 50 Cent. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blood Hound |
| 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, 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) |
| 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 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) |
| 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' |
| 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) |