Lil' Wayne - Hit Em Up Lyrics
Added On: November 24, 2005
| Last Update: January 20, 2006
Hit Em Up by Lil' Wayne Lyrics
Yeah
(verse 1)
I try talk to em, quit talking ima hang you by your tounge yeah any motormouth can get hung high,we dont fuck wit niggas like fungi we dont even hear ya, hollrin bullshit nigga quit your diariah, pistol lying side of the arm rest, um yes, lay a nigga down in his own mess, dont mess, playa fuck around wit the homeless, charmless, you can leave out here armless, no harm is, honest you niggas is harmless, im calm as a don is suppose to be, Cosa Nostra, dont ever approach him, dont get close to em shoot out this ain't nut'n but rock and roll to em, leave your blood on the dash call it rosewood, another murda, another page out the notebook, it aint nothing and dont make it if you know good, i try to talk to em but then a nigga had to...
(Chorus)
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit em up, really i was tryna be calm but uhhhh that chappa rock put his head in his arms and man i try n talk to em i try and talk to em
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit em up, fuck it make a nigga get loose, he had to much talk and not enough proof, i try to talk em, i try talk to em
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit him but i hit em up
i try to talk em, i try talk to em
(Verse 2)
Yall take them shoes off your teeth stop runnin yo mouth, no shoes no feet ill run in yo mouth, ill come to your house me and my goons, loadin up bangers riding under the moon, throwing up fingers saying my side rules, if a nigga disagree ask for my side prove, that maybach coupe a cockeyed fool,and im it like benny hoe arnt i cool, but if the thermostat switch and that needle move, then the attitude switch and that heat 'ill move, i got that chiquita banana, clip for the two, mean a disaster pity the fool, eat a catastrophe, swallow the truth, belch reality, how does it taste?, part of your face, you a bitch nigga, all pussys stop comin out yo lips nigga, i try to talk to em but then a nigga had to...
(Chorus)
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit em up, really i was tryna be calm but uhhhh that chappa rock but his head in his arms and man talk to em i try and talk to em
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit em up, fuck it make a nigga get loose, he had to much talk and not enough proof, i try to talk em, i try talk to em
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit him but i hit em up
i try to talk em, i try talk to em
(verse 3)
Real talk boy, chill wit the talk boy, that tommy gun will tear your neighborhood apart boy (blaap), yeah, leave your feelings in your heart boy, start with the wrong boy, and end with a song boy, with your freinds to carry you along to a concrete matress and a fluffy tombstone, fuck the discussion, I aint into it boy, I just get to it, lets do it, rip through a boy, Big uzi just shoot a boy, im inside looking out, your just an intruder boy, you need sutures on your smoochers boy, but i try to talk to em but then a nigga had to...
(Chorus)
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit em up, really i was tryna be calm but uhhhh that chappa rock but his head in his arms and man talk to em i try and talk to em
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit em up, fuck it make a nigga get loose, he had to much talk and not enough proof, i try to talk em, i try talk to em
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana
Hit em up hit em up
I aint even wana hit him but i hit em up
i try to talk em, i try talk to em
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