| 2pac feat Outlaws - Hit Em Up (HQ) |
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2pac
Featuring Outlawz]
Intro: Tupac
I ain't got no motherfuckin friends
That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat
motherfucker
(take money) West side!!
Bad Boy killers
(take money) You know the realest is niggaz
(take money) We bring it to you
(take money)
Verse One: Tupac
First off, fuck your bitch in the clit you
claim
West side when we ride come equipped with
game
You claim to be a player but I fucked your
wife
We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life
Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark
ass bitches
We keep on comin' 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 ass up, leave you in pieces,
now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street,
so fuck peace
I let them niggas know it's on for life
So let the West side ride tonight hahahah
Bad Boy murdered on wax, and killed
Fuck wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know
... see ...
Chorus:
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
NIGGA, I hit em' up...
Interlude: Tupac
Check this out, you muthafuckas 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
bitch made-ass bad boy bitches -- deal with
it!!
Verse Two:
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 fuckin rocka wanna do,
nigga
and, I'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of
you, nigga
With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my
Eddie Bauer
ya clout, pretty sour I get packages every
hour
and hit em up
Chorus
Verse Three: Tupac
Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's
penitentiary steel
this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz
gettin
killed with ya mouths open
tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds
hoping
smokin dope it's like a sherm high
Niggaz think they learned to fly
But they burned muthafucka, you deserve to
die
Talkin bout you gettin money, but its funny
to me
All you niggaz living bummy, while you
fuckin' 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 bitch 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
Motherfucker, 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 heards
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 doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up,
what the fuck
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-ass east coast props
brainstormed and locked
Verse Four:
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to ya face you aint shit 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 aint no muthafuckin joke
Thug Life, niggaz 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
Nigga I hit em up
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