, I hit 'em up [Incomprehensible] Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Nigga, I hit 'em up
nutta A candy car strutta that be sittin' on butta Comin' straight up out the gutta with the cordless cutta Man, what is that? The Chinese choppa that likens Mr. Studda What a fucked up
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up) In other words, there ain't no stoppin No Limit (hit em up, get em up, stick em up) Master P, Mercedez, T-R-U (hit
I hit 'em up Now you tell me who won I see them, they run [ha ha] They don't wanna see us Whole Junior Mafia click Dressing up to be us How the
talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up I tried to talk to him, I tried to
Hit 'Em with a "one" (Zion, Hit 'Em with a "one, two") Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three" (Universal how we pen the styles) (Amp, Hit 'Em with
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up) In other words, there ain't no stoppin no limit (hit em up, get em up, stick em up) Master p, mercedez, t-r-u (hit
, when you go then everything goes From the crib to the ride and the clothes So you better let him know that If he messed up you gotta hit 'em up While
wide open, gun smokin' No need for hopin', it's a battle lost I got em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off HAHA, I hit 'em up [Outro: 2Pac] Empty
to talk to him Hit 'em up, Hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em but I hit 'em up (*Gun shot*) I tried to talk
cost, when I flame the torch [Chorus x2: Leathafase (U-God)] We hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up (Then ride out, ride out, ride out, ride
When you go then everything goes From the crib to the ride and the clothes So you better let him know that If he messed up you gotta hit em up While
candy car strutta that be sittin' on butta Comin' straight up out the gutta with the cordaless cutta Man, what is that? The Chinese choppa that likens Mr. Studda What a f*cked up
, I hit 'em up Now you tell me who won I see them, they run (ha ha) They don't wanna see us Whole Junior Mafia click Dressing up to be us How the fuck
a skin disease Or something mayn, man I'm fin to tear they Whole motherfucking label up This the Boss Slim Thugger baby, hit em up Fuck em ha, shouldn
