CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hit Em Up (remix)
Sucka-a**
I ain't got no mothaf**kin' friends
That's why I f**ked yo' b*t*h, you fat mothaf**ka!
(Take money) West Side, Bad Boy killas
(Take money) (You know) You know who the realest is
(Take money) n***as, we bring it too
That's a'ight, ha ha
(Take money)
First off, f**k your b*t*h and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player, but I f**ked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys, n***as f**ked for life
Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. is some mark-a** b*t*hes
We keep on comin' while wе runnin' for your jewels
Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at thеm fools, you know the rules
Lil' Caesar, go ask your homie how I'll leave ya
Cut your young-a** up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil' Kim, don't f**k around with real Gs
Quick to snatch yo' ugly a** off the streets, so f**k peace!
I'll let them n***as know it's on for life
Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Ha ha)
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
F**k with me and get yo' caps peeled, you know
See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
N***a, I hit 'em up! (Yeah)
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
N***a, we hit 'em up!
Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you n***as gettin' killed with your mouths open
Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds hopin'
Smokin' dope, it's like a sherm high
N***as think they learned to fly
But they burn, mothaf**ka, you deserve to die
Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it's funny to me
All you n***as livin' bummy while you f**kin' with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air (ha ha)
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a b*t*h 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 AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mothaf**ka, I hit 'em up!
I'm from N-E-W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring the drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease
I'll bring you fake G's to your knees, coppin' pleas in de Janeiro
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 lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block
With a 15-shot c*cked Glock to your knot
Outlaw MAFIA clique movin' up another notch
And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
All your fake-a** East Coast props brainstormed and locked
Give me love, wild west, take me away, never less
Then, I hit it from your back
Snoopy, so good, and you screaming, I like the girls
Melbournian dreamin', platinum, oh, you watch when we met's
You what? I wan' get you wet
Love got you checking when you stand next to me
The expression, love making, can't compare, I love
Remember this place? I'm parlors, I'm clean, greens, this creams
I love ya, course, you so sexy, my girls is hard, man
I'm rapping tunes, that's the only ways
No me pretends, I got to make it rains on your body
Be likes, when you next to me
I'm fly's 'bout it, I can't lie 'bout it, worldwide
Give me, I'm rider, let's get it's rights
Put it together, million watch, ho, 'cause I'm a gangsta
Sh*t, Westside, hard to finds, we in loves, yes, never ends
Closing, all girls love that special
Your owns wacks, you're rocking with the best
Every times I'm gon' dress, I pa** my test
I live my life's in the only ways
I smoke, chill, I feel the stroke
Drinking ol' Whisky, Whisky kits, drinking Alizés, engine beams
Your body is banging, I love the ways your body is banging
In your heart, I'm sick, give me love, take me away
Never less, wild west, take me away, never less
I ain't got no mothaf**kin' friends
That's why I f**ked yo' b*t*h, you fat mothaf**ka!
(Take money) West Side, Bad Boy killas
(Take money) (You know) You know who the realest is
(Take money) n***as, we bring it too
That's a'ight, ha ha
(Take money)
First off, f**k your b*t*h and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player, but I f**ked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys, n***as f**ked for life
Plus, Puffy tryna see me, weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. is some mark-a** b*t*hes
We keep on comin' while wе runnin' for your jewels
Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at thеm fools, you know the rules
Lil' Caesar, go ask your homie how I'll leave ya
Cut your young-a** up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil' Kim, don't f**k around with real Gs
Quick to snatch yo' ugly a** off the streets, so f**k peace!
I'll let them n***as know it's on for life
Don't let the Westside ride tonight (Ha ha)
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
F**k with me and get yo' caps peeled, you know
See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
N***a, I hit 'em up! (Yeah)
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, uh
Who shot me? But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
N***a, we hit 'em up!
Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you n***as gettin' killed with your mouths open
Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds hopin'
Smokin' dope, it's like a sherm high
N***as think they learned to fly
But they burn, mothaf**ka, you deserve to die
Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it's funny to me
All you n***as livin' bummy while you f**kin' with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air (ha ha)
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a b*t*h 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 AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mothaf**ka, I hit 'em up!
I'm from N-E-W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring the drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease
I'll bring you fake G's to your knees, coppin' pleas in de Janeiro
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 lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block
With a 15-shot c*cked Glock to your knot
Outlaw MAFIA clique movin' up another notch
And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
All your fake-a** East Coast props brainstormed and locked
Give me love, wild west, take me away, never less
Then, I hit it from your back
Snoopy, so good, and you screaming, I like the girls
Melbournian dreamin', platinum, oh, you watch when we met's
You what? I wan' get you wet
Love got you checking when you stand next to me
The expression, love making, can't compare, I love
Remember this place? I'm parlors, I'm clean, greens, this creams
I love ya, course, you so sexy, my girls is hard, man
I'm rapping tunes, that's the only ways
No me pretends, I got to make it rains on your body
Be likes, when you next to me
I'm fly's 'bout it, I can't lie 'bout it, worldwide
Give me, I'm rider, let's get it's rights
Put it together, million watch, ho, 'cause I'm a gangsta
Sh*t, Westside, hard to finds, we in loves, yes, never ends
Closing, all girls love that special
Your owns wacks, you're rocking with the best
Every times I'm gon' dress, I pa** my test
I live my life's in the only ways
I smoke, chill, I feel the stroke
Drinking ol' Whisky, Whisky kits, drinking Alizés, engine beams
Your body is banging, I love the ways your body is banging
In your heart, I'm sick, give me love, take me away
Never less, wild west, take me away, never less
