Hussein Fatal - Hit Em Up

Song Rating: 9.36/10

Song lyrics:

[Intro: 2Pac]
I aint got no motherf**ing friends
Thats why I f**ed your b**h, you fat motherf**er
Take money
West Side, Bad Boy k**ers
Take money
You know who the realest is
We bring it too
Take money, take money

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
First off, f** your b**h and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player, but I f**ed your wife
We bust on Bad Boys, n***as f**ed for life
Plus Puffy trying to see me, weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-a** b**hes
We keep on coming while we running for your j**els
Steady gunning, keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Lil Caesar go ask your homie how Ill leave you
Cut your young a** up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Little Kim, dont f** around with real Gs
Quick to snatch your ugly a** off the streets
So f** peace! Ill let them n***as know its on for life
Dont let the Westside ride the night haha
Bad Boy murdered on wax and k**ed
f** with me and get your caps peeled
You know

[Hook: 2Pac]
See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, oh
Who shot me, but your punks didnt finish
Now you about to feel the wrath of a menace
n***a, I hit em up

[Interlude: 2Pac]
Check this out, you motherf**ers know what time it is
I dont know why Im even on this track
Yall n***as aint even on my level
Im going to let my little homies ride on you b**h-made a** Bad Boy b**hes
Take money

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
Get out the way, yo, get out the way, yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little Moo pa** 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 aint never heard of ya
Poisonous gats attack when Im serving ya
Spank you, shank your whole style when I gank
Guard your rank cause Ima slam your a** in the paint
Puffy weaker than the f**in block Im running through, n***a
And Im smoking Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you, n***a
With the ready-power
Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
Your clout petty/sour, I push packages every hour
I hit em up

[Hook: 2Pac]
Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac, oh
Who shot me, but your punks didnt finish
Now you about to feel the wrath of a menace
n***a, I hit em up

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
This aint no freestyle battle
All you n***as getting k**ed with your mouths open
Trying to come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping
Smoking dope, its like a sherm high
n***as think they learned to fly
But they burn, motherf**er, you deserve to die
Talking about you getting money, but its funny to me
All you n***as living bummy โ€“ why you f**ing with me?
Im a self-made millionaire
Thug livin, out of prison, pistols in the air haha
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a b**h to let you sleep in the house?
Now its all about Versace, you copied my style


Five shots couldnt drop me, I took it and smiled
Now Im back to set the record straight
With my AK, Im still the thug that you love to hate
Motherf**er, Ill hit em up

[Verse 4: Kadafi]
Im from N-E-W Jers where plenty of murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario: Lil Cease
Ill bring you fake Gs to your knees
Copping pleas in de Janeiro
Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the f**, is you stupid?
I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting and polluting your block
With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot
Outlaw MAFIA clique moving up another notch
And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
And all your fake a** East Coast props
Brainstormed and locked

[Verse 5: E.D.I. Mean]
Jui-cer
Yous a beat biter, a Pac style taker
Ill tell you to your face you aint sh** but a faker
Softer than Alize with a chaser
About to get murdered for the paper
E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc with Little Ceas in a choke
Gun totin smoke. We aint no motherf**ing joke
Thug Life, n***as better be known
Be approaching in the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping, its a battle lost
I got em crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
n***a, I hit em up!

[Outro: 2Pac]
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run haha
They dont wanna see us
Take money
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique dressing up trying to be us
Take money
How the f** they gonna be the mob when we always on our job? We millionaires
k**ing aint fair, but somebody got to do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep: you wanna f** with us?
You little young-a** motherf**ers
Dont one of you n***as got sickle-cell or something?
Youre f**ing with me, n***a
You f** around and catch a seizure or a heart attack
You better back the f** up
Before you get smacked the f** up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you n***as from New York that want to bring it:
Bring it!
But we aint singing, we bringing drama
f** you and your motherf**ing mama
We gon k** all you motherf**ers
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherf**ing opinion
Well, this is how we gonna do this:
f** Mobb Deep, f** Biggie, f** Bad Boy as a staff, record label and as a motherf**ing crew!
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy, then f** you too!
Chino XL: f** you too!
All you motherf**ers, f** you too!
(Take money, take money)
All of yall motherf**ers, f** you; die slow, motherf**er
My .44 make sure all yall kids dont grow!
You motherf**ers cant be us or see us
We motherf**in Thug Life-riders, Westside til we die!
Out here in California, n***a, we warned ya
Well bomb on you motherf**er! We do our job!
You think you mob? n***a, we the motherf**in mob
Aint nothing but k**ers and the real n***as
All you motherf**ers feel us
Our sh** goes triple and 4-quadruple
Take money
You n***as laugh cause our staff got guns under they motherf**in belts
You know how it is, when we drop records they felt
You n***as cant feel it, we the realest
f** em, we Bad Boy-k**ers
We k**ers, we k**ers, we k**ers

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 09:49