Hit Em Up
I ain't got no motherf**kin friends
- I ain't got no motherf**kin friends
- That's why I f**ked yo' b***h you fat motherf**ker
- Take money
- West side
- Bad Boy killers
- Take money
- You know the realest is n***az
- Take money
- We bring it to you
- Take money
- Verse One：Tupac
- First off f**k your b***h and the click you claim
- West side when we ridee equipped with game
- You claim to be a player but I f**ked your wife
- We bust on Bad Boy n***az f**ked for life
- Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip
- Biggie Smallz and Junior M A F I A some mark a*s b***hes
- We keep onin' while we runnin for ya jewels
- Steady gunnin keep on bustin at the fools you know the rules
- Little Ceaser go ask ya homie how I leave ya
- Cut your young a*s up leave you in pieces now be deceased
- Lil Kim don't f**k around with real G's
- Quick to snatch yo' ugly a*s off tha street so f**k peace
- I let them n***as know it's on for life
- So let the West side ride tonight hahahah
- Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
- F**k wit' me and get ya caps peeled you know see
- Grab ya glocks when you see Tupac
- Call the cops when you see Tupac uhh
- Who shot me but ya punks didn't finish
- Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
- N***a I hit 'em up
- Interlude：Tupac
- Check this out you muthaf**kas know what time it is
- I don't even know why I'm on this track
- Ya'll nigguz ain't even on my level
- I'ma let my little homies ride on you
- B***h made a*s bad boy b***hes deal with it
- Get out the way yo get out the way yo
- Biggie Smallz just got dropped
- Little Moo pass the Mac and let me hit him in his back
- Frank White need to get spanked right for settin tracks
- Little accident murderer and I ain't never heard a ya
- Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin ya
- Spank the shank ya whole style when I dank
- Guard your rank cause I'ma slam you in the pavement
- Puffy weaker that a f**kin rocka wanna do n***a
- And I'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of you n***a
- With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
- Ya clout pretty sour I get packages every hour
- And hit em up
- Verse Three：Tupac
- Peep how we do it keep it real it's penitentiary steel
- This ain't no freestyle battle all you n***az gettin
- Killed with ya mouths open
- Tryin toe up offa me you in the clouds hoping
- Smokin d**e it's like a sherm high
- N***az think they learned to fly
- But they burned muthaf**ka you deserve to die
- Talkin bout you gettin money but its funny to me
- All you n***az living bummy while you f**kin' wit me
- I'm a self made milionare
- Thug Livin out a prison pistols in the air hahaha
- Biggie remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch
- And beg the b***h to let you sleep in the house ahh
- Now its all about Versacci you copied my style
- Five shots couldn't drop me I took it and smiled
- Now I'm bout to set the record straight with my AK
- I'm still the thug you love to hate
- Motherf**ker I hit em up
- Verse Four：
- I'm from N E W Jerz where plenty murders occur
- No points to be calmer we bringin drama to all you herbs
- Knuckle check the scenario Little Cease
- I bring you fake G's to your knees
- Coppin pleas cuz this ain't your area
- Lil Kim is you coked up or d**ed up
- Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up what the f**k
- Is you STUPID I take money crash and mash through Brooklyn
- With my click lootin shootin and pollutin ya block
- With 15 shots cock glock to your knot
- Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
- And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped
- All your fake a*s east coast props brainstormed and locked
- Verse Four：
- Youse a beat biter a Pac style taker
- I'll tell you to ya face you ain't s**t but a faker
- Softer than Alize with a chaser
- Bout to get murdered for the paper
- Idi Amin approach the scene
- Write a caper like a loc with little ceaser in a choke hold
- Totin smoke we ain't no muthaf**kin joke
- Thug Life n***az betta be knowin we approchin
- In the wide open guns smokin
- No need for hopin its a battle lost I got across
- Soon as the funk was poppin off
- N***a I hit em up
- Outro：Tupac
- Now you tell me who won
- I see them they run
- They don't wanna see us
- Whole Junior M A F I A click dressin up tryin ta be us
- How the f**k they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
- We millionaires killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
- Oh yeah Mobb Deep you wanna f**k with us
- You little young a*s motherf**kers
- Don't one of you n***az got sickle cell or somethin
- You f**kin with me n***a you f**k around
- And have a seizure or a heart attack
- You better back the f**k up fore you get smacked the f**k up
- That's how we do it on our side
- Any of you n***az from New York that wanna bring it bring it
- But we ain't singin we bringin drama
- F**k you and your motherf**kin mama
- We gonna kill all you motherf**kers
- Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
- Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherf**kin opinion
- Well this how we gonna do this
- F**k Mobb Deep
- F**k Biggie
- F**k Bad Boy as a staff record label
- And as a motherf**kin crew
- And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
- Then f**k you too
- Chino XL f**k you too
- All you motherf**kers f**k you too
- Take money
- Take money
- Alla y'all motherf**kers f**k you die slow motherf**ker
- My fo' fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
- You motherf**kers can't be us or see us
- We the motherf**kin Thug Life ridahs West side till we die
- Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you motherf**kers
- We do our job
- You think you mob n***a we the motherf**kin mob
- Ain't nuttin but killers and the real n***az
- All you motherf**kers feel us
- Our s**t's going triple and four quadruple
- Take money
- You n***az blast as our staff got guns at they
- Motherf**kers back you know how it is
- When we drop records they feel it
- You n***az can't feel it
- We the realest F**K EM we Bad Boy killin *echoes*
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