Singer: 2Pac
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Song: Hit 'Em Up
2Pac - Hit 'Em Up Subtitles (vtt) (05:22-322-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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I ain't got no motherfucking friends
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That's why I fucked your
bitch, you fat motherfucker
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Take money
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West Side, Bad Boy killers
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Take money
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You know who the realest is
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We bring it too
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Take money, take money
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First off, fuck your bitch and
the clique you claim
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Westside when we ride, come
equipped with game
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You claim to be a player, but
I fucked your wife
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We bust on Bad Boys, niggas
fucked for life
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Plus Puffy trying to see me,
weak hearts I rip
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Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.
F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches
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We keep on coming while we
running for your jewels
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Steady gunning, keep on
busting at them fools
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You know the rules
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Lil' Caesar go ask your homie
how I'll leave you
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Cut your young ass up, leave
you in pieces, now be deceased
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Little Kim, don't fuck around
with real G's
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Quick to snatch your ugly ass
off the streets
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So fuck peace! I'll let them
niggas know it's on for life
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Don't let the Westside ride
the night haha
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Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
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Fuck with me and get your caps peeled
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You know
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See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
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Call the cops when you see 2Pac, oh
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Who shot me, but your punks
didn't finish
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Now you about to feel the
wrath of a menace
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Nigga, I hit 'em up
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Check this out, you
motherfuckers know what time
it is
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I don't know why I'm even on this track
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Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
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I'm going to let my little
homies ride on you bitch-made
ass Bad Boy bitches
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Get out the way, yo, get out the way, yo
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Biggie Smalls just got dropped
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Little Moo' pass the MAC and
let me hit him in his back
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Frank White needs to get
spanked right for setting
traps
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Little accident-murderer, and
I ain't never heard of ya
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Poisonous gats attack when I'm
serving ya
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Spank you, shank your whole
style when I gank
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Guard your rank cause I'ma
slam your ass in the paint
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Puffy weaker than the fuckin'
block I'm running through,
nigga
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And I'm smoking Junior M.A.F.
I.A. in front of you, nigga
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With the ready-power
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Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
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Your clout petty/sour, I push
packages every hour
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I hit 'em up
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Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
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Call the cops when you see 2Pac, oh
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Who shot me, but your punks
didn't finish
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Now you about to feel the
wrath of a menace
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Nigga, I hit 'em up
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Peep how we do it, keep it
real as penitentiary steel
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This ain't no freestyle battle
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All you niggas getting killed
with your mouths open
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Trying to come up off of me,
you in the clouds hoping
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Smoking dope, it's like a sherm high
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Niggas think they learned to fly
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But they burn, motherfucker,
you deserve to die
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Talking about you getting
money, but it's funny to me
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All you niggas living bummy –
why you fucking with me?
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I'm a self-made millionaire
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Thug livin', out of prison,
pistols in the air haha
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Biggie, remember when I used
to let you sleep on the couch
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And beg a bitch to let you
sleep in the house?
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Now it's all about Versace,
you copied my style
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Five shots couldn't drop me, I
took it and smiled
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Now I'm back to set the record straight
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With my AK, I'm still the thug
that you love to hate
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Motherfucker, I'll hit 'em up
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I'm from N-E-W Jers' where
plenty of murders occurs
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No points or commas, we bring
drama to all you herbs
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Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cease
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I'll bring you fake G's to your knees
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Copping pleas in de Janeiro
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Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
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Get your little Junior Whopper
click smoked up
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What the fuck, is you stupid?
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I take money, crash and mash
through Brooklyn
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With my click looting,
shooting and polluting your
block
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With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot
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Outlaw MAFIA clique moving up
another notch
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And your pop stars popped and
get mopped and dropped
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And all your fake ass East Coast props
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Brainstormed and locked
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You's a beat biter, a Pac style taker
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I'll tell you to your face you
ain't shit but a faker
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Softer than Alize with a chaser
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About to get murdered for the paper
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E.D.I. Mean approach the scene
of the caper
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Like a loc with Little Ceas' in a choke
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Gun totin' smoke. We ain't no
motherfucking joke
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Thug Life, niggas better be known
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Be approaching in the wide
open, gun smoking
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No need for hoping, it's a battle lost
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I got 'em crossed as soon as
the funk is bopping off
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Nigga, I hit...........
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