XCEP - Hit 'em all lyrics

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XCEP - Hit 'em all lyrics

[ 1st Verse ] Man, I'll be damned, you think these b**hes like whatchu do I ain't even gotta talk man I'll just let ya face the crew Y'all n***as so weak and I gotta tell ya this game is cruel Yeah yo' b**h bad but I'm sure you don't how to do her Now lemme handle that a** for ya she is too bad for ya Have her missing for a week she don't ask for ya She never been high now she tripping on me I tell her bring that sh** I hit the gas for ya I do it, y'all stupid You still don't believe, man, I'll Prove it This for my real fellas they knew it You's in boy band on some cute sh** Boy I'm at it again, ahead of my gen I don't flop I don't fall when I'm doing my thing k**ing these fools when I'm using that pen Head of the news yeah I know I'm the king, n***a Yeah it's me, don't give a sh** if you disagree Don't give a sh** about this wack scene Don't do it for the talk neither for the cream I am a fiend, but you gotta pay credits Money or pa**ion? well, I'm in between And to be like I did it You? forget it! I'm owning I just lay back be zoning I like to watch you mothaf**as falling I just wanna see you mothaf**as crawling I'm balling [ Hook ] Man y'all so tiny can't hear you calling And can't sh** stop I'll kick the wall in Face your d**h, fall in I'm all in And once I'm in Me and my n***as all win How many times I gotta tell, n***a How many times I gotta Yell Ain't got f**s to give, not to sell n***a Thought you mothaf**as know the deal And once again, maghanrappich bel'3arbya, La W'ila dertha, ghatb9aw fiya So, maghanb9ach hdakoum, maghant9arench m3akoum Khel ra**; way back, ghanb9a b3id 9edakoum I'm done! You needed that Few words for your illiterate a** Don't talk sh** if you don't know about it Don't walk here if you ain't got a map Y'all sh** dumb man I gotta zap Don't believe it when they clap for your monkey raps Monkey see monkey do I know But you know I always sh** on these copy cats, right? If you think you write I make history it's the script writer Claiming you got fans I'd rather have criticizers than dick riders That's word, to eyensee Shout my real n***as you can't f** with we Shout T and chain we the XTC We got all these b**hes on their knees Yeah we got fiends and they all pay credits Money and pa**ion, nothing gets in between Me and all my dreams Man forget it! I'm owning I just lay back be zoning Like to see you mothaf**as falling I just watch you fake n***as while crawling I'm balling! [ Hook ] [ Bridge ] You see the look in their faces When I switch this mothaf**a Drop it down on 'em [ 3rd Vese ] f** a fake n***a talking bout n***a f** with me I spit you out I out-spit these n***a erase your doubt You ain't talk with me shut your mouth You're a lying a** n***a But your bars be honest wack as sh** I'm gon outlast n***a Cuz my art be the finest bad as sh** and you know it