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Hit Em Up (feat. Sclue Dollarz & Deuce Prafit) Video (MV)






Make You Def - Hit Em Up (feat. Sclue Dollarz & Deuce Prafit) Lyrics




I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game

Sclue ride on these niggaz like a bus route
Premonition on incarceration when them things out
Chopper like bitch it's pretty with that ass out
See I'll Straight turn your dope to a slaughterhouse

Mr cook that chop that put in the basket
Throw shots come back I'm something like elastic
Big show undertaker match closed caskets
Foreign like the glock dawg
Its semi automatic

Shitting like a pamper
Ugh Give em bars like rappers
Ugh make that white tee designers
Ugh fall back like recliners

Feel like leatherface sipping brown
I'm it with the clip so I'm liable to clown
I play no games Mario pipe down
Or Give you Max Payne when the drop slow down

I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game

Slide through punching like em rocky
Better yet the bars hit em like em Rambo
Catch a nigga drinking lean acting occy
You a hater but I'll lean ya like I'm gaso

Chopper rope a nigga like laso
Backspace on a hater like typo
Ip man throwing punches break face yo
Only aiming for your hat so I'm busting kangos
But the brakes on a nigga like I'm brembo

Ugh real nigga talk
Shit how a real nigga walk
Yeah roll the spliffy in the bark
Lawd false heavens in the dark

Riding On that PAC shit imma hit em up
Do em like the hood dawg go liftem up
Ma said keep your hands to yourself self bra
She already knew I didn't gave two f*cks

I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game

I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
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English

I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game

Sclue ride on these niggaz like a bus route
Premonition on incarceration when them things out
Chopper like bitch it's pretty with that ass out
See I'll Straight turn your dope to a slaughterhouse

Mr cook that chop that put in the basket
Throw shots come back I'm something like elastic
Big show undertaker match closed caskets
Foreign like the glock dawg
Its semi automatic

Shitting like a pamper
Ugh Give em bars like rappers
Ugh make that white tee designers
Ugh fall back like recliners

Feel like leatherface sipping brown
I'm it with the clip so I'm liable to clown
I play no games Mario pipe down
Or Give you Max Payne when the drop slow down

I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game

Slide through punching like em rocky
Better yet the bars hit em like em Rambo
Catch a nigga drinking lean acting occy
You a hater but I'll lean ya like I'm gaso

Chopper rope a nigga like laso
Backspace on a hater like typo
Ip man throwing punches break face yo
Only aiming for your hat so I'm busting kangos
But the brakes on a nigga like I'm brembo

Ugh real nigga talk
Shit how a real nigga walk
Yeah roll the spliffy in the bark
Lawd false heavens in the dark

Riding On that PAC shit imma hit em up
Do em like the hood dawg go liftem up
Ma said keep your hands to yourself self bra
She already knew I didn't gave two f*cks

I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game

I came from the Bottom up
Never gave two f*cks
Claiming you a rider
Well Imma come hit em up

F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
F*ck you and the click you claim
When we ride come equipped with game
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Writer: Daniel Simeon, Darren Jones, Oliver Frias
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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