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Hit em up

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Hit em up Lyrics

(verse 1)
I be feeling like 2Pac in juice
I be shooting but I do not hoop
Told that fuck nigga get off the stoop
I got animals tryna run loose
Sip the henny it gimme a boost
Got shawty she can't pick and choose
Now we got shawty runnin in circles
Like her ass playing duck duck goose
I'm smoking and rolling and sleeping off xanny
She sucked me up and just licked me like candy
If I hit raw make that bitch take a plan b
Ya niggas actors I think ya need Grammys
I love my bros like they came out my mammy
Taxing these niggas like I'm uncle Sammy
Shawty be stripping she like dirty dancing
Running in cribs until my ass get a mansion
A nigga like me go and get it
To this street shit I'm committed
If u on that fuck shit talking that tough shit
A couple hollows hit ya fitted
And if I run down
And go run game
Then shawty gunna gimme digits
And ion gotta ask
I pass bro the torch
Cuz All my niggas really wit it !
I'll skoop a bitch
Hit it and quit
And spin her round like a fidget
My money long
Where ya shit at
Ya paper short like a midget
They way I be working
Shawty she love
The way I work it in the kitchen
And if I go down
Ill do the time
Never was wit that that snitching
(chorus)
Niggas really be folding
Chain on its golden
Pockets fat they on swollen
Hitting strikes no bowling
Rap shit I'm chosen
Getting top while I'm smoking
Aki loud I go all in
Aki loud I be balling
Pass the ball I be crossing
All my oppas be falling
Big guns no fighting
Beat it up till the night end
All fam got no friends
Whipping audis now I need a Benz
They like Aki boy you starting trends
Got aim like a camera lens
(verse 2)
Fuck the talking I make choppa get em
Hit em up and watch the hollows split em
Smoke his ass and whoever wit em
Hollows burn em like I'm fucking grilling
I got shooters on deck and they ain't leaving no witness
Niggas runners need fitness
Got ya moms on my hit list
In the kitchen watch the wrist flick
Money calling when my phone click
Dimes and up don't sell nicks
In the stu tryna get rich
She in the bed tryna get thick
Niggas copy tryna be me
Told my jewler fucking freeze me
My wrist looking like pee pee
John cena can't see me
Niggas bitches still pillow talking
Glizzy on me when u see me walking
My wrist bright look like the sun
Tell Dj Khalid I think I'm the one
Hit my oppa wit a galick gun
Why you hating on my momma son
Just got a 30 bronem got the drum
Niggas never want problems
Niggas never want beef
Start us up can’t stop us
And we keep keep it all street
Niggas beefin over pussy
Knew that never will be me
Free bigwill said free bangz
And rell too let em all free!
(chorus)
Niggas really be folding
Chain on its golden
Pockets fat they on swollen
Hitting strikes no bowling
Rap shit I'm chosen
Getting top while I'm smoking
Aki loud I go all in
Aki loud I be balling
Pass the ball I be crossing
All my oppas be falling
Big guns no fighting
Beat it up till the night end
All fam got no friends
Whipping audis now I need a Benz
They like Aki boy you starting trends
Got aim like a camera lens

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