Şarkıcı: 2Pac
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Parça: Hit 'Em Up
2Pac - Hit 'Em Up Lirik (LRC) (05:22-322-0-en) (ÖN İZLEME)
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....... FUL LİRİK & ALTYAZI İÇİN AŞAĞIDAKİ DÜĞMELERİ KULLANINI .......
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[00:00.80]I ain't got no motherfucking friends
[00:02.40]That's why I fucked your bitch, you fat motherfucker
[00:04.70]Take money
[00:05.70]West Side, Bad Boy killers
[00:07.20]Take money
[00:08.30]You know who the realest is
[00:09.30]We bring it too
[00:09.80]Take money, take money
[00:13.20]First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim
[00:15.70]Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
[00:18.30]You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife
[00:20.70]We bust on Bad Boys, niggas fucked for life
[00:23.30]Plus Puffy trying to see me, weak hearts I rip
[00:25.80]Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A. F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches
[00:28.60]We keep on coming while we running for your jewels
[00:30.90]Steady gunning, keep on busting at them fools
[00:33.00]You know the rules
[00:34.00]Lil' Caesar go ask your homie how I'll leave you
[00:35.90]Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
[00:38.90]Little Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
[00:41.00]Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets
[00:43.00]So fuck peace! I'll let them niggas know it's on for life
[00:45.90]Don't let the Westside ride the night haha
[00:48.80]Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
[00:51.10]Fuck with me and get your caps peeled
[00:53.20]You know
[00:53.70]See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
[00:56.70]Call the cops when you see 2Pac, oh
[00:59.20]Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish
[01:01.40]Now you about to feel the wrath of a menace
[01:03.10]Nigga, I hit 'em up
[01:04.40]Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is
[01:06.60]I don't know why I'm even on this track
[01:08.10]Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
[01:09.50]I'm going to let my little homies ride on you bitch-made ass Bad Boy bitches
[01:13.80]Get out the way, yo, get out the way, yo
[01:15.40]Biggie Smalls just got dropped
[01:18.30]Little Moo' pass the MAC and let me hit him in his back
[01:21.40]Frank White needs to get spanked right for setting traps
[01:23.90]Little accident-murderer, and I ain't never heard of ya
[01:26.60]Poisonous gats attack when I'm serving ya
[01:29.10]Spank you, shank your whole style when I gank
[01:31.50]Guard your rank cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint
[01:34.00]Puffy weaker than the fuckin' block I'm running through, nigga
[01:36.40]And I'm smoking Junior M.A.F. I.A. in front of you, nigga
[01:38.90]With the ready-power
[01:39.70]Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
[01:41.50]Your clout petty/sour, I push packages every hour
[01:44.20]I hit 'em up
[01:44.60]Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
[01:47.10]Call the cops when you see 2Pac, oh
[01:49.60]Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish
[01:51.50]Now you about to feel the wrath of a menace
[01:53.40]Nigga, I hit 'em up
[01:54.70]Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
[01:57.20]This ain't no freestyle battle
[01:58.50]All you niggas getting killed with your mouths open
[02:00.90]Trying to come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping
[02:03.40]Smoking dope, it's like a sherm high
[02:05.20]Niggas think they learned to fly
[02:06.60]But they burn, motherfucker, you deserve to die
[02:09.20]Talking about you getting money, but it's funny to me
[02:11.70]All you niggas living bummy – why you fucking with me?
[02:14.10]I'm a self-made millionaire
[02:16.10]Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air haha
[02:19.40]Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
[02:21.70]And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house?
[02:24.40]Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style
[02:26.90]Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled
[02:29.30]Now I'm back to set the record straight
[02:31.00]With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
[02:33.70]Motherfucker, I'll hit 'em up
[02:34.70]I'm from N-E-W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs
[02:37.30]No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs
[02:39.70]Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease
[02:41.60]I'll bring you fake G's to your knees
[02:43.30]Copping pleas in de Janeiro
[02:44.80]Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
[02:46.80]Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
[02:49.00]What the fuck, is you stupid?
[02:50.50]I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
[02:52.60]With my click looting, shooting and polluting your block
[02:55.00]With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot
[02:57.10]Outlaw MAFIA clique moving up another notch
[02:59.70]And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
[03:02.10]And all your fake ass East Coast props
[03:03.70]Brainstormed and locked
[03:04.80]You's a beat biter, a Pac style taker
[03:07.50]I'll tell you to your face you ain't shit but a faker
[03:09.90]Softer than Alize with a chaser
[03:11.70]About to get murdered for the paper
[03:13.40]E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper
[03:15.60]Like a loc with Little Ceas' in a choke
[03:18.00]Gun totin' smoke. We ain't no motherfucking joke
[03:20.50]Thug Life, niggas better be known
[03:22.20]Be approaching in the wide open, gun smoking
[03:24.70]No need for hoping, it's a battle lost
[03:26.50]I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
[03:29.40]Nigga, I hit 'em up!
[03:31.60]Now you tell me...........
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....... FUL LİRİK & ALTYAZI İÇİN AŞAĞIDAKİ DÜĞMELERİ KULLANINI .......
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