DJ Chop Up - 2Pac, Outlawz, Young Buck - Hennessey Keep Calling Me lyrics

[Intro: E.D.I. Mean, Young Noble] Real n***a outlaw sh** Whatever you smoke with Put some of that k** in it (DJ Chop Up exclusive) And ride to this sh**, this is some real sh** Makaveli lives on Let's get to some of this bullsh** Outlawz DJ Chop Up exclusive Outlawz for life [Hook: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Got the windows up Pa** the blunt, see me blaze it up Shoot me down? I'll be right back up I'm running around this b**h like "what!" Can't stop, it's like I got no brake Still strapped like I got no case So fast like I got no trace (okayy!) DJ, drop the ba** Chop Up, f** this place So drunk can't feel my face Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me [Verse 1: Young Buck] I'm bout to ride out on these traphouses Still posted up n' sold minds out Took the time out just to find out; Would it really break it down and bring 9 out? I got a bank roll I'm like "I'm out" From the bottom of the barrel I climb out You know what I'm bout, I don't iron out No beef with a n***a I grind out Don't sleep with a n***a but I still will 6 feet deep me a n***a Beat me a n***a with the back of the barrel of the AR Leave em in the street me a n***a "roll up one" Got my mind on money, it's just me n' mary I don't f** with no one Wrap all of my problems up in that swisher sweet, and tell n***as to blow one! Come on, hit that sh** don't run, got ya couphin in the coupe-like you got no lungs I'm cookin' O's and looking for them hoes Cause one b**h is just ain't no fun My bills late, my rents due But I'm a still find a way that I'm a get through Ey twista let's go and twist one up... see what this sh** do [Hook: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Got the windows up Pa** the blunt, see me blaze it up Shoot me down? I'll be right back up I'm running around this b**h like "what!" Can't stop, it's like I got no brake Still strapped like I got no case So fast like I got no trace (okayy!) DJ, drop the ba** Chop Up, f** this place So drunk can't feel my face Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me [Verse 2: E.D.I Mean] Leaving loud So high, just seen the cloud Feel a n***a, let it simmer with my Gs around We all about getting Gs, clown You little n***as better hurry up and get your weight up New strap, who 'dat, Outlawz, but Get security on the n***a at the door's nuts Plenty money, you ain't gettin' none from me Got plenty n***a wanna see me gone But I'm still here, to the long Ready for me on my stay, ready for it, blazed out Shedding tattooed tears Yeah, don't even ask why Why I get high No one came for the pain, n***a let's fly Taking off, breaking off the pound Don't know when I'm coming down after night Been at it for three days, getting it right What you're talking about ho I'm livin' the life What you're talking about n***a, this is all for ammo Get the cash, real n***as will be givin' them heads Put n***as in they place when they a n***a pull up Ain't drunk, still throw it up Ridin' around with my middle finger up, high as f** with my drinkin cup Life is short, we gonna live sh** up, gon' live sh** up, live sh** up! [Hook: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Got the windows up Pa** the blunt, see me blaze it up Shoot me down? I'll be right back up I'm running around this b**h like "what!" Can't stop, it's like I got no brake Still strapped like I got no case So fast like I got no trace (okayy!) DJ, drop the ba** Chop Up, f** this place So drunk can't feel my face Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me [Verse 3: Hussein Fatal] Gotta get that strap to the max Looking for enemies, hide to the back John F. Kennedy racks on racks Still got ten of these, clack on clack You n***as all trapped in the trap With the strap to your hat Or the strap on your lap Talking about this, talking about that Trying to take a trap, when he talking about rats I don't know, but what I do know is everywhere I do go My sh** off safety! I don't know about you, though Pissed off lately, I'mma probably have to it all sh** all crazy like my homeboy funeral Talking dirty, but they ain't got no white Talking Jersey but they ain't got no fight All this talk, I don't need no light The angel's ridin with me tonight [Verse 4: Young Noble] My Kush strong, but ain't no base My red bone, she ain't got no waist This K blow, you ain't got no face No witnesses, you ain't got no case I don't f** with you, you ain't 'bout no cake You a drug dealer, but ain't got no weight Small time, nickel or dime Young n***a wanna eat, but ain't got no plate! Young n***a wanna ride like he got that hard Young n***a die young, but his life just start Got me walking through the dark trying to find that spark All my dogs bite, we don't got no bark Cashville, we getting to it That G-code, we're sticking to it This real sh**, more than music, we're outlaws, come join the movement! [Hook: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Got the windows up Pa** the blunt, see me blaze it up Shoot me down? I'll be right back up I'm running around this b**h like "what!" Can't stop, it's like I got no brake Still strapped like I got no case So fast like I got no trace (okayy!) DJ, drop the ba** Chop Up, f** this place So drunk can't feel my face Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me Hennessy keep calling me