Hit em up

[00:00.97] I ain't got no motherfuckin friends

[00:02.47] That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker

[00:04.97] (take money) West side!!

[00:06.97] Bad Boy killers

[00:08.49] (take money) You know who the realest is niggaz

[00:09.73] (take money) We bring it to you

[00:12.22] (take money)

[00:13.47] First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim

[00:15.49] Westside when we ride come equipped with game

[00:17.97] You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife

[00:20.72] We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life

[00:23.01] Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip

[00:25.75] Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches

[00:28.26] We keep on comin while we runnin for yo' jewels

[00:30.97] Steady gunnin, keep on bustin at them fools, you know the rules

[00:33.72] Lil' Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya

[00:35.97] Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased

[00:38.97] Lil' Kim, don't fuck around with real G's

[00:40.97] Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace

[00:43.97] I let them niggaz know it's on for life

[00:45.71] So let the Westside ride tonight - hahahah

[00:48.72] Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed

[00:50.98] Fuck wit' me and get yo' caps peeled, you know ... see ...

[00:52.73] Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac

[00:56.22] Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh

[00:58.97] Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish

[01:00.98] Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace

[01:03.24] NIGGA, I hit em' up...

[01:04.51] Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is

[01:06.47] I don't even know why I'm on this track

[01:08.22] Y'all niggaz ain't even on my level

[01:09.72] I'ma let my little homies ride on you

[01:11.23] bitch made-ass bad boy bitches -- deal with it!!

[01:13.72] Get out the way yo, get out the way yo

[01:15.97] Biggie Smalls just got dropped

[01:18.21] Little Moo, pass the mac, and let me hit him in his back

[01:20.99] Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin traps

[01:23.71] Little accident murderers, and I ain't never heard-a ya

[01:26.50] Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin ya

[01:28.97] Spank ya shank ya whole style when I gank

[01:31.25] Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint

[01:33.97] Puffy weaker than the fuckin block I'm runnin through nigga

[01:36.22] And I'm smokin Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you nigga

[01:38.72] With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer

[01:41.47] Ya clout petty sour, I get packages every hour to hit 'em up

[01:44.47] Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac

[01:46.72] Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh

[01:49.24] Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish

[01:51.47] Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace

[01:53.49] NIGGA, I hit em' up...

[01:54.97] Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel

[01:56.97] this ain't no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin killed

[01:59.49] with ya mouths open

[02:00.97] Tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hopin

[02:03.21] Smokin dope it's like a sherm high niggaz think they learned to fly

[02:06.22] But they burn motherfucker, you deserve to die

[02:08.96] Talkin bout you gettin money but it's funny to me

[02:11.46] All you niggaz livin bummy why you fuckin with me?

[02:13.97] I'm a self made millionare

[02:15.71] Thug Livin out a prison, pistols in the air, haha

[02:19.21] Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch

[02:21.47] and beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house, hah

[02:24.74] Now its all about Versacci, you copied my style

[02:26.72] Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled

[02:28.98] Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK

[02:31.72] I'm still the thug that you love to hate

[02:33.22] Motherfucker, I hit 'em up

[02:34.98] I'm from N-E-W Jerz, where plenty murders occurs

[02:37.22] No points in common, we bringin drama to all you herbs

[02:39.21] Knuckle check the scenario, Lil' Cease

[02:41.50] I bring you fake G's to your knees, coppin pleas you Degenario

[02:44.46] Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up?

[02:46.73] Get ya lil' Jr. Whopper click smoked up, what the fuck

[02:49.47] is you STUPID?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn

[02:52.74] with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block

[02:54.74] with 15 shots cock glock to your knot

[02:57.22] Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch

[02:59.45] And your box top spots get mopped and dropped

[03:01.97] and all your fake-ass East coast props brainstormed and locked

[03:04.22] Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker

[03:07.22] I'll tell you to ya face you ain't shit but a faker

[03:09.47] Softer than Alize with a chaser

[03:11.72] Bout to get murdered for the paper

[03:13.47] Edi Amin approach the scene of the caper, like a loc

[03:15.72] With Lil' Ceaser in a choke, huh totin smoke

[03:18.72] We ain't no motherfuckin joke Thug Life niggaz better be knowin

[03:21.97] We approchin, in the wide open, guns smokin

[03:24.48] No need for hopin it's a battle lost, I got 'em crossed

[03:27.22] As soon as the funk was poppin off, nigga I hit 'em up

[03:30.22] Now you tell me who won? I see them, they run

[03:34.46] Hehehehe, they don't wanna see us

[03:36.48] Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin to be us

[03:39.47] How the fuck they gon' be the mob when we always on our job

[03:41.72] We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it

[03:44.71] Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna fuck with us?

[03:47.71] You little young-ass motherfuckers

[03:49.48] Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?

[03:51.23] You fuckin with me nigga you fuck around

[03:53.21] and have a seizure or a heart-attack

[03:54.24] You better back the fuck up, 'fore you get smacked the fuck up

[03:56.46] That's how we do it on our side

[03:58.47] Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it

[04:00.73] But we ain't singin, we bringin drama

[04:03.46] Fuck you and your motherfuckin mama

[04:04.96] We gon' kill all you motherfuckers

[04:06.47] Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie

[04:08.97] Then everybody had to open they mouth with a motherfuckin opinion

[04:11.23] Well this how we gon' do this

[04:12.72] Fuck Mobb Deep, Fuck Biggie, Fuck Bad Boy as a staff record label

[04:17.72] and as a motherfuckin crew

[04:19.25] And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy; then fuck you too

[04:21.71] Chino XL, fuck you too

[04:24.22] All you motherfuckers, fuck you too

[04:26.72] (take money)

[04:28.96] (take money)

[04:30.51] Alla y'all motherfuckers, fuck you die slow motherfucker

[04:32.74] My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow

[04:34.70] You motherfuckers can't be us or see us

[04:37.46] We the motherfuckin Thug Life ridahs Westside till we die!

[04:40.48] Out here in California nigga we warn ya

[04:43.00] We'll BOMB on you motherfuckers, we do OUR job

[04:45.47] You think you mob, nigga we the motherfuckin mob

[04:47.97] Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz

[04:50.21] All you motherfuckers feel us

[04:51.48] Our shit's goin triple and four-quadruple

[04:53.74] (take money)

[04:56.22] You niggaz laugh cause our staff got, guns in they motherfuckers belts

[04:59.47] You know how it is when we drop records they felt

[05:01.96] You niggaz can't feel it, we the realest

[05:04.25] FUCK 'EM, we Bad Boy killin