Hit Em Up歌詞

作詞 : Dashawn Robertson/Cooper Anderson
作曲 : Dashawn Robertson/Cooper Anderson
Loaded dit it again
Loaded dit it again
Loaded dit it again
Loaded dit it again, ya
Loaded dit it again
Ayy, Contraband
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
Spin the block
Let the window drop
I'm hanging out the back
Don't give a ****
He hanging with the ops
That **** n**ga get smacked
His ***** want ****
I don't give a ****
Just tell me where he at
He in the cut
He tryna spin on us
But ***** I'm dumping back
I got AR's
Knocking bricks at walls
Just like in Irak
This sh*t deeper than a ship, on the net
Knock some flesh right of his neck
Choppas **** him just like sex
And this sh*t deeper than a ship, on the gram
Click Clack let that chopper blam
Instead he calling me fam
But you be dissing on the net
I'm finna send yo ass to hell
Free my Gwuala out that gym
He coming home if he got bailed
How you quick to let it blow
But get hit up and then you tell
When yall druged a n**ga up
Ain't nobody do no telling
We just pulled up with them sticks
And turned that sh*t to Armageddon
I was ****ing on a op's baby mama
Not no more
If I bring her to the crib
And she add flavour
Imma blow
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I got the drop
Bingo get 'em popped
*****, him and Choc
Don't just spray
Yeah you watch and pray
***** we gotta stop
Hop out the whip
Oh he tryna run
We just gotta walk
223's hit him in his head
But knocked him out his socks
That AR jam
Bro picked up my slacking
'Til I could shake back
Ain't got no aim
But always down to drill
Shout out to Lil Pat
He just 15
Out here thugging bad
And he just wanna hat
Hopped out of school
Pistol in his pants
They won't catch him lacking
Loaded snapping
Yeah Lil Loaded rapping
They say I'm the best out
Hit him in his arm, chest, leg
And he ain't check out
He was prayed up
He ain't had no vest out
Put a bag on his head
I had to show him what that check 'bout
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up
I hit 'em up
I hit 'em up
I fill 'em up
I fill 'em up