Hit U Up lyrics

Artist  : Lil Wayne 
Song : Hit U Up



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 [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 that's 'bout beefin' - lettin' them K's
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 ain't fightin' no more - niggas bustin'
your head
Sendin' you to your grave - it's 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 f**k, gettin' your cut, lettin' it
bust
You get hit, that's on you, my nigga - you're
outta luck
You're stuck like chuck - wodie, you're assed out
That's 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 as* left where you can't 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 sh*t that I'ma 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 can't help - I draw attention; they be f**kin'
with me
I'm hot in the as* and can't get enough of these
streets
A lil' nigga in the Rolls screamin', 'f**k 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 f**ked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never f**ked
and stuck
My life is four hundred degrees, so I bust 'em up
Still stickin' to the g-code, Ree's, and B's
Quit drinkin', but I will smoke some weed indeed
All they understand is my project English
And if you don't 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 I'm real if it's
daylight or dark
You a killer, nigga? (Eah?) Ain't no fear in my
heart
I'll go toe to toe with ya or take ya to war
I'll even go K for K with ya - now make your
choice
Better know when I'm in beef that I be creepin',
nigga
Better know that I'm a snake, and I'ma sneak ya,
nigga
Each time I hit the corner, I be leavin' niggas
Momma upset - can't even go on and grievin',
nigga
 
Nothin' change - I'm on TV, I don't play with you
niggas
Still the same that'll spin broad day on you
niggas
And empty a hundred out that K
Where you're caught hangin' is where you're left
stankin', ya heard me
I've been in the game - niggas know what I'm
'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
I'll 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 sh*t
that we call America
And in my hood the laws are scared of us - we are
too terrible
If I live to be old, it's a miracle
'cause the way a nigga hatin' or bit*h plottin',
the shit's hysterical 
That's why I keep me two big guns on blast like a
stereo
Come to your burial and kill anybody else who
care for you
Don't 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 can't
shake
With boys we can't break, and due to that you
ain't safe, bit*h

(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 bit*h-ass niggas, ya
heard me
We don't barrow nothin', don't fear nothin'
And ain't nothin' you can do 'bout these (Hot!
Hot! Hot!) Boy$, nigga
Let 'em burn, nigga
Let 'em burn, nigga
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