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Yella Beezy - Hit Lyrics



Yella Beezy - Hit Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lil Wayne ]

Yeah, yeah
Everybody hitters, everybody killers
'Til a nigga ass get hit like a motherf*cker (hey)

Hit, sticks, clicks, blicks, yeah
Bricks (hit), licks (hit), clips (hit), blitz, yeah
Whip (hit), switch (hit), kicks (hit), shit, yeah
Hit (hit), hit (hit), hit (hit)

I got sticks, sticks, sticks, like an old lady
Why that lil' bitch all up on my dick if that's your old lady? (Old)
Keep a pocket rocket, but been walkin' with that pole lately (damn)
Been stepping with the reapers, I been snatching niggas soul lately
Choppers popping, niggas road raging, counting old faces (woo)
You trust that bitch, she share your location, killers locate him
Got these hoes chasing, breaking hoes daily, slow your roll, baby
All these bitches mad 'cause I won't cuff 'em, I'm a ho, baby

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, I'ma step, hmm, hmm, hmm
Nigga, blrr, nigga, blrr, that's that tec
Hey, walk a nigga down, we gon' shoot him to his death, yeah
Watch a nigga squeeze on this tip 'til ain't nothing left, nigga

Hit, sticks, clicks, blicks, yeah
Bricks (hit), licks (hit), clips (hit), blitz, yeah
Whip (hit), switch (hit), kicks (hit), shit, yeah
Hit (hit), hit (hit), hit (hit)

I got hittas, woadie, I put a hit on woadie
Got niggas poppin' out like Janet Jackson titty, woadie
I take the opp out, his family and his little woadies
I still got blood on my hand, just like my pen exploded
I got that semi loaded, I hit your ass up with that curry
'Til you shimmy, woadie
He had a gat, it was still buffering, mine was finished loading
Can keep his two cents to his self, I had to penny loaf him
I had to Kenneth Cole him, hold up
Hit 'em up, I treat my nina just like a gentlemen
I treat a diva just like she anyone
All on her cleavage, that's where it ended up
Got a two liter, I had to tinted up
I'm on sativa, I'm on that indica
I'm 'bout that evil, I got the blicker tucked
I'm in a diesel, revving the engine up
I'm with Lil' Beezy, this was a hit and run

Hit, sticks, clicks, blicks, yeah
Bricks (hit), licks (hit), clips (hit), blitz, yeah
Whip (hit), switch (hit), kicks (hit), shit, yeah
Hit (hit), hit (hit), hit (hit)

Ayy, hit a motherf*cker (f*cker), get a motherf*cker (ayy)
Watch me grab the chopper, knock a limb off motherf*cker, hey
Got 'em getting low just like a limbo, motherf*cker
Hey, my niggas sellin' snow just like a timber, motherf*cker
Spot 'em, bingo, motherf*cker, they bite my lingo, motherf*cker
All these messy hoes fishing, Finding Nemo, motherf*cker (nemo)
That juice that here the bomb, like some C4, motherf*cker (hey)
Got 'em goin' crazy, just like Ceelo, motherf*cker, ayy
Hmm, oh, my leg hurt, hmm, yeah, my leg hurt (damn)
Steppin' on these niggas, bitch, I'm pressure 'til my head hurt
Hollerin' yep in this white tee, bow, he a red shirt
Don't give a damn what the hype be, we gon' send the lead first

Hit, sticks (we hit 'em), clicks, blicks (we hit 'em), yeah
Bricks, licks (we hit 'em), clips, blitz (we hit 'em), yeah
Whip (they hit), switch (they hit), kicks (they hit), shit (they hit)
Yeah, hit (they hit), hit (they hit), hit (they hit, they hit)

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, I'ma step
Nigga, blrr, nigga, blrr, that's that tec
Hey, walk a nigga down, we gon' shoot him to his death, yeah
Watch a nigga squeeze on this tip 'til ain't nothing left, nigga
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Yeah, yeah
Everybody hitters, everybody killers
'Til a nigga ass get hit like a motherf*cker (hey)

Hit, sticks, clicks, blicks, yeah
Bricks (hit), licks (hit), clips (hit), blitz, yeah
Whip (hit), switch (hit), kicks (hit), shit, yeah
Hit (hit), hit (hit), hit (hit)

I got sticks, sticks, sticks, like an old lady
Why that lil' bitch all up on my dick if that's your old lady? (Old)
Keep a pocket rocket, but been walkin' with that pole lately (damn)
Been stepping with the reapers, I been snatching niggas soul lately
Choppers popping, niggas road raging, counting old faces (woo)
You trust that bitch, she share your location, killers locate him
Got these hoes chasing, breaking hoes daily, slow your roll, baby
All these bitches mad 'cause I won't cuff 'em, I'm a ho, baby

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, I'ma step, hmm, hmm, hmm
Nigga, blrr, nigga, blrr, that's that tec
Hey, walk a nigga down, we gon' shoot him to his death, yeah
Watch a nigga squeeze on this tip 'til ain't nothing left, nigga

Hit, sticks, clicks, blicks, yeah
Bricks (hit), licks (hit), clips (hit), blitz, yeah
Whip (hit), switch (hit), kicks (hit), shit, yeah
Hit (hit), hit (hit), hit (hit)

I got hittas, woadie, I put a hit on woadie
Got niggas poppin' out like Janet Jackson titty, woadie
I take the opp out, his family and his little woadies
I still got blood on my hand, just like my pen exploded
I got that semi loaded, I hit your ass up with that curry
'Til you shimmy, woadie
He had a gat, it was still buffering, mine was finished loading
Can keep his two cents to his self, I had to penny loaf him
I had to Kenneth Cole him, hold up
Hit 'em up, I treat my nina just like a gentlemen
I treat a diva just like she anyone
All on her cleavage, that's where it ended up
Got a two liter, I had to tinted up
I'm on sativa, I'm on that indica
I'm 'bout that evil, I got the blicker tucked
I'm in a diesel, revving the engine up
I'm with Lil' Beezy, this was a hit and run

Hit, sticks, clicks, blicks, yeah
Bricks (hit), licks (hit), clips (hit), blitz, yeah
Whip (hit), switch (hit), kicks (hit), shit, yeah
Hit (hit), hit (hit), hit (hit)

Ayy, hit a motherf*cker (f*cker), get a motherf*cker (ayy)
Watch me grab the chopper, knock a limb off motherf*cker, hey
Got 'em getting low just like a limbo, motherf*cker
Hey, my niggas sellin' snow just like a timber, motherf*cker
Spot 'em, bingo, motherf*cker, they bite my lingo, motherf*cker
All these messy hoes fishing, Finding Nemo, motherf*cker (nemo)
That juice that here the bomb, like some C4, motherf*cker (hey)
Got 'em goin' crazy, just like Ceelo, motherf*cker, ayy
Hmm, oh, my leg hurt, hmm, yeah, my leg hurt (damn)
Steppin' on these niggas, bitch, I'm pressure 'til my head hurt
Hollerin' yep in this white tee, bow, he a red shirt
Don't give a damn what the hype be, we gon' send the lead first

Hit, sticks (we hit 'em), clicks, blicks (we hit 'em), yeah
Bricks, licks (we hit 'em), clips, blitz (we hit 'em), yeah
Whip (they hit), switch (they hit), kicks (they hit), shit (they hit)
Yeah, hit (they hit), hit (they hit), hit (they hit, they hit)

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, I'ma step
Nigga, blrr, nigga, blrr, that's that tec
Hey, walk a nigga down, we gon' shoot him to his death, yeah
Watch a nigga squeeze on this tip 'til ain't nothing left, nigga
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Writer: Dwayne Carter, Markies Deandre Conway, Reginald Boyland, Ryder Laston-Gaeta
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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