Hit 'Em Up(Single Version|Explicit)
That's why i f**ked your bitch
- That's why i f**ked your bitch
- You're fat motherf**ker take money
- West side
- Bad boy killers take money
- You know who the realist is
- Niggas we bring it to take money
- Ha ha take money
- First off f**k your bitch
- And the click you claim
- West side when we ride
- Come equipped with game
- You claim to be a player
- But i f**ked your wife
- We bust on bad boys
- Niggas f**k for life
- Plus puffy tryin' to see me weak
- Hearts i rip
- Biggie smalls and junior mafia
- Some mark ass bitches
- We keep on coming
- While we running for your jewels
- Steady gunning
- Keep on busting at them fools
- You know the rules
- Little ceasar go ask you homie
- How i'll leave you
- Cut your young ass up
- See you in pieces
- Now be deceased
- Little kim
- Don't f**k around with real g's
- Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets
- So f**k peace
- I'll let them niggas know
- It's on for life
- Don't let the west side
- Ride the night ha ha
- Bad boys murdered on wax and kill
- F**k with me
- And get your caps peeled
- You know see
- Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
- Call the cops when you see 2pac uh
- Who shot me
- But your punks didn't finish
- Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
- Nigga i hit 'em up
- Check this out
- You motherf**kers know what time it is
- I don't know why i'm even on this track
- You all niggas ain't even on my level
- I'm going to let my little homies
- Ride on you
- Bitch made ass bad boys bitches
- Ah yo yo hold the f**k up
- Get out the way yo
- Get out the way yo
- Biggie smalls just got dropped
- Little move pass the mac
- And let me hit 'em in his back
- Frank white needs to get spanked right
- For setting up traps
- Little accident murderers
- And i ain't never heard of you
- Poise less gats attack when i'm serving you
- Spank the shank
- Your whole style when i gank
- Guard your rank
- 'Cause i'm a slam your ass in a pang
- Puffy weaker than a f**kin' block
- I'm running through nigga
- And i'm smoking junior mafia
- In front of you nigga
- With the ready power
- Tucked in my guess
- Under my eddie bauer
- Your clout petty sour
- I push packages ever hour
- I hit 'em up
- Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
- Call the cops when you see 2pac uh
- Who shot me
- But your punks didn't finish
- Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
- Nigga i hit 'em up
- Peep how we do it
- Keep it real
- Its penitentiary steel
- This ain't no freestyle battle
- All you niggas getting killed
- With your mouths open
- Tryin' to come up off of me
- You and the clouds hoping
- Smoking dope
- It's like a shermine
- Niggas think they learned to fly
- But they burn motherf**ker you deserve to die
- Talking about you getting money
- But it's funny to me
- All you niggas living bummy
- While you f**king with me
- I'm a self made millionaire
- Thug livin' out of prison
- Pistols in the air air ha ha
- Biggie remember when i use to let you sleep on the couch
- And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house
- Now it's all about versace
- You copied my style
- Five shots couldn't drop me
- I took it and smiled
- Now i'm back to set the record straight
- With my a-k
- I'm still the thug that you love to hate
- Mother-f**ker i'll hit 'em up
- I'm from n e w jers
- Where plenty of murder occurs
- No points to come
- We bring drama to all you herds
- Now go check the scenario
- Little ceas'
- I'll bring you fake g's to your knees
- Copin' pleas with these
- Little kim is you
- Coked up or doped up
- Get your little junior whopper click smoked up
- What the f**k
- Is you stupid
- I take money
- Crash and mash through brooklyn
- With my click looting shooting and polluting your block
- With fifteen shot
- Cocked glock to your knot
- Outlaw mafia click moving up another notch
- And your pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped
- And all your fake ass east coast props
- Brainstormed and locked
- You're a beat biter
- Pac style taker
- I'll tell you to face you ain't nothing shit but a faker
- So fill the alize with a chaser
- 'Bout to get murdered for the paper
- Edi i mean post the scene of the caper
- Like a loc with little ceas' in a choke uh
- Toting smoke we ain't no motherf**kin' joke
- Thug life niggas better be known
- Be approaching
- In the wide open gun smoking
- No need for hoping
- It's a battle lost
- I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
- Nigga i hit 'em up
- Now you tell me who won
- I see them they run ha ha
- They don't wanna see us
- Whole junior mafia click
- Dressing up to be us
- How the f**k they gonna be the mob
- When we always on out job
- We millionaire's
- Killing ain't fair
- But somebody got to do it
- Oh yah mobb deep uh
- You wanna f**k with us
- You little young ass motherf**kers
- Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
- You're f**king with me nigga
- You f**k around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack
- You better back the f**k up
- Before you get smacked the f**k up
- This is how we do it on our side
- Any of you niggas from new york that want to bring it
- Bring it
- But we ain't singing
- We bringing drama
- F**k you and your mother f**king mama
- We're gonna kill all you mother f**kers
- Now when i came out i told you it was just about biggie
- Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother f**king opinion
- Well this is how we gonna' do this
- F**k mobb deep
- F**k biggie
- F**k bad boy as a staff record label
- And as a mother f**king crew
- And if you want to be down with bad boy
- Then f**k you too
- Chino xl f**k you too
- All you mother f**kers
- F**k you too
- Take money take money
- All of y'all mother f**kers
- F**k you die slow motherf**ker
- My four four 44 magnum make sure all your kids don't grow
- You motherf**kers can't be us or see us
- We mother f**kin' thug life riders
- West side till' we die
- Out here in california nigga
- We warned ya'
- We'll bomb on you mother f**kers
- We do our job
- You think you the mob nigga we the motherf**kin' mob
- Ain't nothing but killers
- And the real niggas all you motherf**kers feel us
- Our shit goes triple and four quadruple
- You niggas laugh 'cause our staff got guns under
- They motherf**kin' belts
- You know how it is and we drop records they felt
- You niggas can't feel it
- We the realist
- F**k 'em
- We bad boy killers
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Can't wait to listen to more of your covers
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