Hit Em Up - Young Buck
I ain'tgot no motherf**kinfriends That'swhy I f**kedyo'b**ch,you fat motherf**kermoney)West side!!Bad Boy killers money)You know the realest is niggaz money)We bring it to you money)First off ,f**kyour b**chand the click you claim West side when we ride come equipped with game You claim to be a player but I f**kedyour wife We bust on Bad Boy niggaz f**kedfor life Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip Biggie Smallz and Junior M .A.F.I.A.some mark a**b**chesWe keep on comin'while we runnin for ya jewels steady gunnin ,keep on bustin at the fools ,you know the rules Little Ceaser ,go ask ya homie how I leave 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 tha street ,so f**kpeace I let them niggas know it'son for life So let the West side ride tonight hahahah Bad Boy murdered on wax ,and killed F**kwit'me and get ya caps peeled ,you know ...see ...Grab ya glocks ,when you see Tupac Call the cops ,when you see Tupac ,uhh Who shot me ,but ya punks didn'tfinish Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace NI**A,I hit em'up ...Check this out ,you muthaf**kasknow what time it is I don'teven know why I'mon this track ya'llnigguz ain'teven on my level I'malet my little homies ride on you b**chmadea**bad boy b**chesdeal with it!!Get out the way yo ,get out the way yo Biggie Smallz just got dropped Little Moo ,pass the Mac ,and let me hit him in his back Frank White need to get spanked right ,for settin tracks little accident murderer ,and I ain'tnever heardaya Poisinous gats attack when I'mservin ya Spank the shank ya whole style when I dank Guard your rank ,cause I'maslam you in the pavement Puffy weaker that a f**kinrocka wanna do ,ni**aand ,I'llsmoke ya junior mafia in front of you ,ni**aWith the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer ya clout ,pretty sour I get packages every hour and hit em up Grab ya glocks ,when you see Tupac Call the cops ,when you see Tupac ,uhh Who shot me ,but ya punks didn'tfinish Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace NI**A,I hit em'up ...Peep how we do it ,keep it real ,it'spenitentiary steel this ain'tno freestyle battle ,all you niggaz gettin killed with ya mouths open tryin to come up offa me ,you in the clouds hoping smokin d**eit'slike a sherm high Niggaz think they learned to fly But they burned muthaf**ka,you deserve to die Talkin bout you gettin money ,but its funny to me All you niggaz living bummy ,while you f**kin'wit me I'ma self made milionare Thug Livin out a prison ,pistols in the air ,hahaha Biggie ,remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch and beg the b**chto let you sleep in the house ,ahh Now its all about Versacci ,you copied my style Five shots couldn'tdrop me ,I took it ,and smiled Now I'mbout to set the record straight ,with my AK I'mstill the thug you love to hate Motherf**ker,I hit em up I'mfrom NEWJerz ,where plenty murders occur No points to be calmer ,we bringin drama to all you herbs Knuckle check the scenario ,Little Cease I bring you fake G'sto your knees Coppin pleas cuz this ain'tyour area Lil Kim ,is you coked up ,or doped up?Get ya lil 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 ya block with 15shots cock glock to your knot Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped All your fakea**east coast props brainstormed and locked Youse a ,beat biter ,a Pac style taker I'lltell you to ya face you ain'tsh*tbut a faker Softer than Alize with a chaser Bout to get murdered for the paper Idi Amin approach the scene Write a caper ,like a loc ,with little ceaser in a choke hold Totin smoke ,we ain'tno muthaf**kinjoke Thug Life ,niggaz betta be knowin ,we approchin in the wide open ,guns smokin no need for hopin its a battle lost ,I got across Soon as the funk was poppin off Ni**aI hit em up Now you tell me who won I see them ,they run They don'twanna see us Whole Junior M .A.F.I.A.click dressin up tryin ta 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 niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?You f**kinwith me ni**ayou f**karound and have a seizure or a heartattackYou better back the f**kup ,fore you get smacked the f**kup That'show we do it on our side Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it But we ain'tsingin ,we bringin drama F**kyou and your motherf**kinmama We gonna 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**kinopinion Well this how we gonna do this F**kMobb Deep F**kBiggie F**kBad Boy as a staff record label and as a motherf**kincrew And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy Then f**kyou too Chino XL ,f**kyou too All you motherf**kers,f**kyou too money)money)Alla y'allmotherf**kers,f**kyou die slow motherf**kerMy fo'fo'make sure all y'allkids don'tgrow You motherf**kerscan'tbe us or see us We the motherf**kinThug Life ridahs West side till we die!Out here in California we warn ya we'llbomb on you motherf**kersWe do our job You think you mob ,ni**awe the motherf**kinmob Ain'tnuttin but killers and the real niggaz All you motherf**kersfeel us Our sh*t'sgoing triple and fourquadruplemoney)You niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they motherf**kersback ,you know how it is When we drop records they feel it You niggaz can'tfeel it We the realest ,F**KEM ,we Bad Boy killin *echoes*We the realest ,F**KEM ,we Bad Boy killin *echoes*Guitar score
Hit Em Up Artist: Young Buck
Capo: 0
Key: G
Difficulty：
Tempo: 75
Time Signature: 4/4
Hot: 100
Creation time: 2023-04-29 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 Young Buck. This guitar tab is in the key of G 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 Young Buck at that time～
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