2Pac – Hit ‘Em Up Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File

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Hit ‘Em Up Lyrics Download is an English song sung by 2Pac (feat. The Outlawz). You can download 2Pac’s Hit ‘Em Up song Lyrics in PDF and LRC File here.

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[ti:Hit ‘Em Up] [ar:2Pac (feat. The Outlawz)] [lang:English] [length:05:12.69] [by:Jun] [re:www.rclyricsband.com] [ve:v0.0.5] [00:00.00] [00:00.13]I ain’t got no motherfuckin’ friends That’s why I fucked yo’ bitch, you fat motherfucker
[00:03.71](Take money) West side, Bad Boy killers (take money)
[00:07.25]You know who the realest is niggas, we bring it to you (take money) (Take money)
[00:12.39]First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim
[00:15.12]Westside when we ride come equipped with game
[00:17.52]You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife
[00:19.91]We bust on Bad Boy niggas fucked for life Plus Puffy tryin’ to see me weak hearts I rip
[00:24.96]Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches
[00:28.04]We keep on comin’ while we runnin’ for yo’ jewels
[00:30.34]Steady gunnin’, keep on bustin’ at them fools, you know the rules
[00:33.15]Lil’ Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
[00:35.28]Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
[00:38.17]Lil’ Kim, don’t fuck around with real G’s
[00:40.29]Quick to snatch yo’ ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace
[00:43.11]I let them niggas know it’s on for life So let the Westside ride tonight (haha)
[00:47.97]Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed Fuck wit’ me and get yo’ caps peeled, you know, see
[00:53.34]Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uh
[00:58.39]Who shot me, but ya punks didn’t finish Now ya ’bout to feel the wrath of a menace Nigga, I hit em’ up
[01:03.69]Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is (take money)
[01:05.87]I don’t even know why I’m on this track (take money) Y’all niggas ain’t even on my level
[01:08.80]I’ma let my little homies ride on you (take money) Bitch made-ass Bad Boy bitches, deal with it
[01:12.84]Get out the way yo, get out the way yo Biggie Smalls just got dropped
[01:17.52]Little Moo, pass the MAC, and let me hit him in his back
[01:20.62]Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin’ traps
[01:23.18]Little accident murderers, and I ain’t never heard of ya
[01:26.00]Poisonous gats attack when I’m servin’ ya Spank ya shank ya whole style when I gank
[01:30.84]Guard your rank, ’cause I’ma slam your ass in the paint
[01:33.13]Puffy weaker than the fuckin’ block I’m runnin’ through nigga
[01:35.68]And I’m smokin’ Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you nigga
[01:38.23]With the ready power tuckin’ my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
[01:40.88]Ya clout petty sour, I get packages every hour to hit ’em up
[01:43.83]Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uh
[01:48.67]Who shot me, but ya punks didn’t finish Now ya ’bout to feel the wrath of a menace Nigga, we hit em’ up
[01:53.88]Peep how we do it, keep it real, it’s penitentiary steel This ain’t no freestyle battle
[01:57.76]All you niggas gettin’ killed with ya mouths open
[02:00.05]Tryin’ to come up offa me, you in the clouds hopin’
[02:02.72]Smokin’ dope it’s like a sherm high, niggas think they learned to fly
[02:05.90]But they burn motherfucker, you deserve to die
[02:08.29]Talkin’ ’bout you gettin’ money but it’s funny to me
[02:10.99]All you niggas livin’ bummy why you fuckin’ with me?
[02:13.46]I’m a self made millionaire Thug livin’ out a prison, pistols in the air
[02:18.42]Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
[02:21.08]And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house
[02:23.28]Now it’s all about Versace, you copied my style
[02:25.94]Five shots couldn’t drop me, I took it and smiled Now I’m ’bout to set the record straight
[02:30.36]With my AK I’m still the thug that you love to hate Motherfucker, I hit ’em up
[02:33.68]I’m from N-E-W Jers’ Where plenty of murders occurs
[02:36.39]No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs Now go check the scenario
[02:40.02]Little Ceas’ I’ll bring you fake G’s to your knees Coppin’ pleas in de Janeiro
[02:44.00]Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
[02:46.03]Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up What the fuck, is you stupid?
[02:49.63]I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
[02:52.07]With my click lootin’, shootin’ and pollutin’ your block
[02:54.36]With a 15-shot cocked, Glock to your knot Outlaw MAFIA clique movin’ up another notch
[02:59.02]And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
[03:01.24]And all your fake ass East coast props Brainstormed and locked
[03:04.08]You’s a, beat biter A Pac style taker I’ll tell you to your face you ain’t shit but a faker
[03:09.28]Softer than Alize with a chaser About to get murdered for the paper
[03:12.74]E.D.I Amin approach the scene of the caper Like a loc, with Little Ceas’ in a choke
[03:17.05]Gun totin’ smoke, we ain’t no motherfuckin’ joke Thug Life, niggas better be known
[03:21.47]We approachin’ in the wide open, gun smokin’ No need for hopin’, it’s a battle lost
[03:25.77]I got em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin’ off Nigga, I hit ’em up
[03:30.59]Now you tell me who won I see them, they run (hahaha)
[03:34.64]They don’t wanna see us (take money) Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. Clique Dressing up trying to be us (take money)
[03:38.95]How the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job? (Take money)
[03:41.28]We millionaires Killin’ ain’t fair but somebody got to do it (take money)
[03:44.21]Oh yeah, Mobb Deep (take money) you wanna fuck with us?
[03:47.21]You little young-ass motherfuckers (take money)
[03:48.67]Don’t one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something? (take money) You fucking with me
[03:51.76]Nigga you fuck around and have a seizure or a heart attack (take money)
[03:53.68]You better back the fuck up before you get smacked the fuck up
[03:56.22]This is how we do it on our side Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it, bring it
[04:00.06]But we ain’t singin’, we bringin’ drama Fuck you and your motherfuckin’ mama
[04:04.09]We gon’ kill all you motherfuckers Now when I came out, I told you it was just about Biggie
[04:08.24]Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin’ opinion
[04:10.79]Well this is how we gonna do this Fuck Mobb Deep, fuck Biggie
[04:14.77]Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label and as a motherfuckin’ crew
[04:18.49]And if you want to be down with Bad Boy, then fuck you too Chino XL, fuck you too
[04:23.86]All you motherfuckers, fuck you too (take money, take money)
[04:28.78]All of y’all motherfuckers, fuck you, die slow, motherfucker
[04:31.72]My .44 make sure all y’all kids don’t grow You motherfuckers can’t be us or see us
[04:36.80]We motherfuckin’ Thug Life-riders, Westside ’til we die
[04:40.22]Out here in California, nigga, we warned ya
[04:42.50]We’ll bomb on you motherfuckers, we do our job
[04:45.05]You think you mob? Nigga, we the motherfuckin’ mob
[04:47.60]Ain’t nothin’ but killers and the real niggas
[04:49.36]All you motherfuckers feel us Our shit goes triple and 4-quadruple (Take money)
[04:55.41]You niggas laugh ’cause our staff got Guns in they motherfuckin’ belts
[04:59.05]You know how it is, when we drop records they felt
[05:01.47]You niggas can’t feel it, we the realest Fuck ’em, we Bad Boy-killers
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