Hit Em Up - 2Pac
I ain'tgot no motherf**kin'friends That'swhy I f**kedyo'b**chyou fat motherf**kerTake money West Side Bad Boy killas Take money You know who the realest is Take money We bring it too Take money First off f**kyo'b**chand the clique you claim Westside when we ride come equipped with game You claim to be a player but I f**kedyour wife We bust on Bad Boys niggas f**kedfor life Plus Puffy tryna see me weak hearts I rip Biggie Smalls and Junior M A F I A is some mark a**b**chesWe keep on comin'while we runnin'for your jewels Steady gunnin'keep on bustin'at them fools you know the rules Lil'Caesar go ask your homie how I'llleave ya Cut your young a**up leave you in pieces now be deceased Lil'Kim don'tf**karound with real G'sQuick to snatch yo'ugly a**off the streets so f**kpeace I'lllet them niggas know it'son for life Don'tlet the Westside ride tonight ha ha ha Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed f**kwith me and get yo'caps peeled you know See grab your Glocks when you see 2PacCall the cops when you see 2Pacuh Who shot me But you punks didn'tfinish Now you 'boutto feel the wrath of a menace Ni**aI hit 'emup Check this out you motherf**kersknow what time it is I don'tknow why I'meven on this track Y'allniggas ain'teven on my level I'malet my little homies ride On you b**chmade a**Bad Boy b**chesfeel it Get out the way yo get out the way yo Biggie Smalls just got dropped Little Moo'pass the MAC And let me hit him in his back Frank White needs to get spanked right for settin'traps Little accident murderer And I ain'tnever heard of ya Poisonous gats attack when I'mservin'ya Spank ya shank ya whole style when I gank Guard your rank 'causeI'maslam your a**in the paint Puffy weaker than the f**kin'block I'mrunnin'through ni**aAnd I'msmokin'Junior M A F I A in front of you ni**aWith the ready power Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer Your clout petty sour I push packages every hour I hit 'emup Grab your Glocks when you see 2PacCall the cops when you see 2Pacuh Who shot me But you punks didn'tfinish Now you 'boutto feel the wrath of a menace Ni**aI hit 'emup Peep how we do it keep it real as penitentiary steel This ain'tno freestyle battle all you niggas gettin'killed With your mouths open Tryna come up off of me you in the clouds hopin'Smokin'd**eit'slike a sherm high Niggas think they learned to fly But they burn motherf**keryou deserve to die Talkin'about you gettin'money but it'sfunny to me All you niggas livin'bummy why you f**kin'with me I'ma self made millionaire Thug livin'out of prison pistols in the air ha ha Biggie remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch And beg a b**chto let you sleep in the house Now it'sall about Versace you copied my style Five shots couldn'tdrop me I took it and smiled Now I'mback to set the record straight With my AK I'mstill the thug that you love to hate Motherf**kerI hit 'emup I'mfrom N E W Jers'where plenty of murders occurs No points or commas we bring drama to all you herbs Now go check the scenario Lil'Cease I'llbring you fake G'sto your knees coppin'pleas in de Janeiro Little Kim is you coked up or doped up Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up What the f**kis you stupid I take money crash and mash through Brooklyn With my click lootin'shootin'and pollutin'your block With a 15shot cocked Glock to your knot Outlaw MAFIA clique movin'up another notch And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped All your fake a**East Coast props brainstormed and locked You'sa beat biter a Pac style taker I'lltell you to your face you ain'tsh*tbut a faker Softer than Alize with a chaser About to get murdered for the paper E D I Mean approach the scene of the caper Like a loc with Little Ceas'in a choke Gun totin'smoke we ain'tno motherf**kin'joke Thug Life niggas better be knowin'We approachin'in the wide open gun smokin'No need for hopin'it'sa battle lost I got 'emcrossed as soon as the funk is boppin'off Ni**aI hit 'emup Now you tell me who won I see them they run ha ha They don'twanna see us Whole Junior M A F I A clique dressin'up tryna be us How the f**kthey gonna be the mob When we always on our job We millionaires killin'ain'tfair But somebody gotta do it Oh yeah Mobb Deep you wanna f**kwith us You little young a**motherf**kersDon'tone of you niggas got sickle cell or somethin'You'ref**kin'with me ni**aYou f**karound and have a seizure or a heart attack You better back the f**kup Before you get smacked the f**kup This is how we do it on our side Any of you niggas from New York that wanna bring it bring it But we ain'tsingin'we bringin'drama F**kyou and yo'motherf**kin'mama We gon'kill all you motherf**kersNow when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie Then everybody had to open their mouth With a motherf**kin'opinion Well this is how we gonna do this f**kMobb Deep f**kBiggie F**kBad Boy as a staff record label and as a motherf**kin'crew And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy then f**kyou too Chino XL f**kyou too All you motherf**kersf**kyou too Take money take money All of y'allmotherf**kersf**kyou die slow Motherf**kermy 44make sho'all y'allkids don'tgrow You motherf**kerscan'tbe us or see us We motherf**kin'Thug Life ridas Westside 'tilwe die Out here in California ni**awe warned ya We'llbomb on you motherf**kersWe do our job You think you mob Ni**awe the motherf**kin'mob Ain'tnothin'but killas And the real niggas all you motherf**kersfeel us Our sh*tgoes triple and 4quadruple You niggas laugh 'causeour staff got guns under their motherf**kin'belts You know how it is when we drop records they felt You niggas can'tfeel it we the realest F**k'emwe Bad Boy killas Guitar score
Hit Em Up Artist: 2Pac
Capo: 0
Key: C
Difficulty：
Tempo: 95
Time Signature: 4/4
Hot: 104
Creation time: 2023-03-03 Hit Em Up Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by 2Pac. This guitar tab is in the key of C and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by 2Pac at that time～
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