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Lil Wayne - "Hit U Up"
Lyrics to Hit U Up : [Turk] Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on I roll with a bunch of untamed guerrillas, head bustas, and sharks Niggas thats bout beefin - lettin them Ks spark Knockin-it-off-your-shoulder soldiers - them real niggas Niggas who did time - hard-to-kill niggas How you live, you get it is the way a nigga play it Niggas aint fightin no more - niggas bustin your head Sendin you to your grave - its do or die, cousin Aimin straight for your head, makin sure you die, cousin They dressin in black, prepared for combat Ridin four deep strapped with choppers and macks Not givin a fuck, gettin your cut, lettin it bust You get hit, thats on you, my nigga - youre outta luck Youre stuck like chuck - wodie, youre assed out Thats what happen to ya tryin to be hard, runnin your mouth Get erased, my nigga (my nigga) Look here: I leave no trace, my nigga (my nigga) No witnesses so can you see my face, my nigga (my nigga) Fled the scene - so you have no case, my nigga- -case, my nigga Look here: you can play if you wanna get down Get your stupid ass left where you cant be found [Hook (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done popped you up, chopped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Whaa') We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up [Juvenile] I was wrong for a lot of shit that Ima take to my grave Continuously whippin niggas like a runaway slave Must was meant for me to be thuggin - I stay in some beef Baby and Slim keep tellin me, "Juvenile, stay off them streets." I cant help - I draw attention; they be fuckin with me Im hot in the ass and cant get enough of these streets A lil nigga in the Rolls screamin, "Fuck the police!" Peelin out in front the club, about to duck to the east Now play yourself, you gon find yourself by yourself In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck My life is four hundred degrees, so I bust em up Still stickin to the g-code, Rees, and Bs Quit drinkin, but I will smoke some weed indeed All they understand is my project English And if you dont like it, you can kiss my penis [Hook-4x (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) [B.G.] I run the streets cause Im real if its daylight or dark You a killer, nigga' (Eah') Aint no fear in my heart Ill go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war Ill even go K for K with ya - now make your choice Better know when Im in beef that I be creepin, nigga Better know that Im a snake, and Ima sneak ya, nigga Each time I hit the corner, I be leavin niggas Momma upset - cant even go on and grievin, nigga Nothin change - Im on TV, I dont play with you niggas Still the same thatll spin broad day on you niggas And empty a hundred out that K Where youre caught hangin is where youre left stankin, ya heard me Ive been in the game - niggas know what Im bout So many murders under my belt, I done lost count If you wanna be another number, my nigga Go ahead, drop your nuts, and run up, my nigga [Hook (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Nigga, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) And we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Whaa') Look, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) [Lil Wayne] Hello, world I zip through fast in a yellow pearl drop Porsche Boxter Young mobster, wild and obnoxious Pop some in your dreadlocks - What' Me not no rookie, boy Glock cookin, boy Ill turn your forehead to a pussy, boy Off the gate, cousin, you niggas gon make me stalk and spray somethin Spark or lace somethin Park the car, get out, walk, and spray somethin Taught to stay thuggin brought up in this shit that we call America And in my hood the laws are scared of us - we are too terrible If I live to be old, its a miracle cause the way a nigga hatin or bitch plottin, the shits hysterical Thats why I keep me two big guns on blast like a stereo Come to your burial and kill anybody else who care for you Dont blame me, society changed me You haul white, you smash powder all night for the fast dollar Cut off lights, we masked riders The hood trash got us in a position we cant shake With boys we cant break, and due to that you aint safe, bitch [Hook (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up, nigga (Ooohh!) (Did you see that') We hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) And we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) (Did you see that') We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Boy, look, We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Now, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) Look, we done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) [B.G. (talking)] Nigga - we put holes in you bitch-ass niggas, ya heard me We dont barrow nothin, dont fear nothin And aint nothin you can do bout these (Hot! Hot! Hot!) Boy$, nigga Let em burn, nigga Let em burn, nigga B.Geezy, Lil Wheezy, Juvy, Two Tymer [ Hit U Up Lyrics ]
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