Filthy - Hit Em Up lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah I tried to talk to him Quit talking I'mma hang ya by your tongue, yeah Any motormouth could get hung high We don't f** with n***as, like fungi We don't even hear ya Hollering bullsh** n***a, cut the diarrhea (Get 'em) Pistol lie inside of the arm rest Umm-yes Lay a n***a down in his own mess Don't mess Playa f** around with the homeless Charmless You can leave out here armless No homies (Go) Honest You n***as is harmless I'm calm as A Don is supposed to (Be) Cosa Nostra Don't ever approach him Don't get close to him Shootouts ain't nothing but rock-n-roll to him Leave your blood on the dash, call it rose-wood ‘Nother murder, ‘nother page out the notebook It ain't nothing, it don't make it if you no good I tried to talk to him But then a n***a had to [Hook] Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up Really I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rock Put his head in his arms And man, I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up f** it make a n***a get loose He had too much talk and not enough proof I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em, but I hit ‘em up Gunshot I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him [Verse 2] (Y'all) Take them shoes off your teeth Stop runnin' your mouth No shoes, no feet I'll run in your mouth I'll come to your house, me and my goons Loadin' up bangers, ridin' under the moon Throwin' up fingers saying “My side rule” If a n***a disagree, that's when my side prove That Maybach Coupe a co*k-eyed fool (Bum-bum) And I'm “in it like Bennet” ho, aren't I cool But if the thermostat switch and that needle move Then the attitude switch and that heat'll move I got that Chiquita banana Clip for the tool Meet a disaster Pity the fool Eat a catastrophe Swallow the truth Belch reality How does it taste Powder your face, you a b**h n***a All p**y, stop comin' out your lips, n***a I tried to talk him But then a n***a had to [Hook] Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up Really I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rock Put his head in his arms And man, I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up f** it make a n***a get loose He had too much talk and not enough proof I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em, but I hit ‘em up Gunshot I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him [Verse 3] Real talk, boy Chill with the talk, boy That Tommy gun'll tear your neighborhood apart, boy (Blaatt) Yeah, leave your feelings in your heart boy Start with the wrong boy It end with a song, boy With your friends to carry you along To a concrete mattress and a fluffy tombstone f** the discussion, I ain't into it boy I just get to it Let's do it Rip through a boy Big Uzi, just shoot a boy I'm inside looking out, you just an intruder, boy You need sutures on your smoochers boy But, I tried to talk to him But then a n***a had to [Hook] Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up Really I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rock Put his head in his arms And man, I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up f** it make a n***a get loose He had too much talk and not enough proof I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him Hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em up, hit ‘em up I ain't even wanna hit ‘em, but I hit ‘em up Gunshot I tried to talk to him I tried to talk to him