Hit 'Em Up

DJ Khaled

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    [Chorus] (Paul Wall)
    I'm comin down, I'm actin bad
    I'm chunkin dueces and I'm choppin up the slab
    I'm comin through, I'm tippin dime
    I'm sho a naked and I'm straight actin a clown (x2)

    (Bun B)
    I'm a certified D-boy, a real big nutta
    A candy car strutta that be sittin' on butta
    Comin' straight up out the gutta with the cordaless cutta
    Man, what is that? The Chinese choppa that likens Mr. Studda
    What a f*cked up predicament (Damn), a scary scenario
    Automatics in ya face have you preparin' ya burial
    They tracin' tha weapon after you scratch off the serial
    Leaves you up like cereal, there it is and there we go
    Some bad Didos ridin' off in tha wind and
    Ni**a we got all ya soft in ya hands so don't pretend
    Like this ain't what it was (was) or we ain't what you say (say)
    I'll make a high cappa or court fraud light in tha day
    Cuz in the middle of the street in height of tha traffic
    Watch what you say when we meet cuz they know might get yo ass kicked
    End up in a pickle like a Vlasic, UGK ni**a
    We cost like a foreign but get respect like a classic muthaf*

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    [[Chorus]

    (Paul Wall)
    This Paul Wall, baby, Swishahouse spokesperson
    Choppin up tha slab, spokes turnin, bobbies searchin
    Shoppers splergin, Caked up cuz my pockets swoll
    I'm callin plays, pullin broads, I just think and roll
    I'm from that lone star, tippin dime dat candy car
    Get it shined on 59, Lean and tuck I'll cut some more
    Hoes wanna who we are, Fathers wanna know what we get
    Hatas wanna talk down a knot, but they just mad cuz they ain't hot
    They ain't got the cash that I got,
    They don't know what my hood 'bout
    They don't know about trunks that pop on Lambo's that blaze tha chop
    Countin cash and stackin not, South victory back to Scott
    Crawlin like big crocodile, I'm diamond smile and Johnny watch
    I'm with my partner, box, you and you and not wit 'cho
    Rick boy, yeah that's fo' sho', breakin em off, you already know
    Drive slow like Kanye West, and Branyan Wayans, and Manny Mesh
    A swishahouse chain on my chest, I keep it fresh, We are the best

    [Chorus]

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