Funkmaster Flex - Hit Em Up lyrics

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Funkmaster Flex - Hit Em Up lyrics

[Verse 1] Gunpowder on my fingertips Cocaine between my fingernails Look, mama, what Schoolboy brought to Show & Tell Ain't got no vest, protected by these shells k** or be k**ed, lift up souls, we raising Hell Ungh - two for his back bring failure to his lungs YAWK-YAWK-knock-knock your bell been rung Might burn your heart, this pistol'll fill your tum' Ungh... ungh... dope dealer, dope n***a Got the stash in the rental takin' blunts to the mental f** y'all, go get 'em - bang 'em all Ball and ball, money tall, Pau Gasol, want it all I want that crib and I want that yard I want that broad and I want that car I'll pull your card for frontin' like you hard You be in deep sh** from this pistol... His heart racing, my heart's not Shift his top, hold that thought Wave my flag, b**h stop You forgot, I hit 'em up... yeah [Hook] Ungh... boy, I hit 'em up... Ungh, motherf**er, I hit 'em up... Ungh... I say, n***a, I hit 'em up.. [Verse 2] They come to me to learn sh** they can't learn in church Like get him 'fore he get you first Jump out with J-O-B, 'bout to put in work (work... yeah) Have a seat, this bullet pierce your shirt Ain't nothing sweet, you'll see a star burst I keep orange laces in my Converse Off house arrest, now hear this converse I draw my pistol on my hip, you see that rubber grip Don't have a half a clue, them boxes for hollow tips I've got more Oxy than a pharmacy Also, I keep action clips, when I move E Yeah, I swear to God won't find a n***a like him I greet 'em, pop 'em, then I As-salamu alaykum 'em Heaven or Hell your only ultimatum Hit a p**y for his lip ring, my n***as murder No attempting - got blasted 'Nother dropped on his a**, placed up in that body bag Toe tag, I hit 'em up! [Hook]