HitEmUp

Outlawz、2Pac–Hit Em Up(Explicit)

Written by:Outlawz、2Pac

That's why I f**ked you b**ch

You fat motherf**ker

Take money

West Side

Bad Boy killas

You know who the realest is

Niggas we bring it too

Take money

Ha-ha

First off f**k your b**ch and the clique you claim

Westside when we ride come equipped with game

You claim to be a player but f**ked your wife

We bust on Bad Boys niggas 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-ass b**ches

We keep on coming while we running for your jewels

Steady gunning keep on busting at them fools

You know the rules

Lil Caesar go ask your homie how I'll leave ya

Cut your young-ass up

Leave you in pieces

Now be deceased

Lil Kim don't f**k around with real G's

Quick to snatch you ugly ass off the streets

So f**k peace

I'll let them niggas 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 you caps peeled

You know

See grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac

Call the cops when you see 2Pac

Who shot me

But you punks didn't finish

Now you about to feel the wrath of a menace Nigga

I hit'em up

Check this out

You motherf**kers know what time it is

I don't even know why I'm on this track

Y'all niggas ain't even on my level

I'm a let my lil' homies

Ride on you b**ch-made ass Bad Boy b**ches

Feel it

Get out the way get out the way

Biggie Smalls just got dropped

Little Mu' pass the MAC

And let me hit him in his back

Frank White needs to get spanked right for setting traps

Little accident murderer

And I ain't never heard of ya

Poisonous gats attack when

I'm serving ya

Spank ya shank ya whole style when I gank

Guard your rank 'cause

I'm a slam your ass in the paint

Puffy weaker than the f**king block I'm running through nigga