With my c**** looting, shooting and polluting your block I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn Get your little Junior Whopper c**** smoked up No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs I'm from N-E-W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate Now it's all about Versace, you copied my styleįive shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air hahaīiggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couchĪnd beg a ***** to let you sleep in the house? Talking about you getting money, but it's funny to meĪll you ****** living bummy – why you ******* with me? ****** think they learned to flyīut they burn, ************, you deserve to die Trying to come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping **** how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steelĪll you ****** getting killed with your mouths open Your clout petty/sour, I push packages every hour Puffy weaker than the ******' block I'm running through, *****Īnd I'm ******* Junior M.A.F.

Guard your rank cause I'ma slam your*****in the paint Spank you, shank your whole style when I gank Poisonous gats attack when I'm serving ya Little accident-murderer, and I ain't never heard of ya Little Moo' pass the MAC and let me hit him in his backįrank White needs to get spanked right for setting t****

I'm going to let my little homies ride on you *****-made*****Bad Boy ******* Now you about to feel the wrath of a menaceĬheck this out, you ************s know what time it is Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish See, grab your Glocks when you see 2PacĬall the cops when you see 2Pac, oh So **** peace! I'll let them ****** know it's on for lifeĭon't let the Westside ride the night hahaīad Boy murdered on wax and killed Quick to ****** your ugly*****off the streets Little Kim, don't **** around with real G's Lil' Caesar go ask your homie how I'll leave youĬut your young*****up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased Steady gunning, keep on busting at them fools We keep on coming while we running for your jewels Plus Puffy trying to see me, weak hearts I ripīiggie Smalls and Junior M.A. We bust on Bad Boys, ****** ****** for life You claim to be a player, but I ****** your wife Westside when we ride, come equipped with game 2Pac - Hit 'Em Up (Dirty) (Official Video) HD Lyrics (.LRC)

2pac hit em up lyrics