Hit Em Up
I hit em up, I push em up, I do it real quick
Am too high to speak and I need a top speed
Or maybe a little bit of energy will do a little fight
Home-boy, you gonna lose tonight I ain't playing no games
I put yo knees where your shoulder was, I make you look lame
We need security on the dance floor, am not the one to blame
You see the problem with this hater boy he ain't no gangsta
Don't hate on me, Okay with me, before I hit ya
Am a one gunner. Top shotta, typa sniper
East side is where we from, you know we gonna miss ya
Only think you need to do is nod your head to the beat
Coz in the club we don't fight, all we do is spend cash
Put yo cash aginst mine and we see if you much that
Don't let me find out that you just a snitcher
Don't let me find out that you just a hood rat
Ceaser's gonna hit you hard until the track is over
There is no limit up in here, the place is crowded
I'mma sink whatever leaks until you get retarded
You front on me, you turk on me gonna look so ugly
Hey hey Mr. Bouncer do your J-O-B
Hey hey Mr. Bouncer do your J-O-B
Without messing touching me, coz am gonna make em leave
Hey hey Mr. Police do your J-O-B
Hey hey Mr. Police do your J-O-B
Without messing touching me, coz am gonna make em leave
Put his legs up in the ceiling, stick his hands into the ground
Make him look upset for shizzle
Coz I hit em up a little, now am gonna make em wiggle
Coz this song right here's for shizzle
I don't know about the trouble everything I do is big, from the projects to the club and the studio to the radio
I don't know about the trouble everything I do is big, from the projects to the club and the studio to the radio
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