Hit Em Up

Yeah I tried talk to 'em Quit talking, I'ma hang you by your tongue, yeah Any motormouth could get hung high We don't fuck with niggas like fungi, we don't even hear you Hollering bullshit, nigga, cut the diarrhea (get 'em) Pistol lie inside of the armrest (yeah), um, yes Lay a nigga down in his own mess (yeah), don't mess Player fuck around with the homeless (yeah), charmless You can leave out here armless, no homies (go) Honest, you niggas is harmless I'm calm as a don is supposed to (be), Cosa Nostra Don't ever approach him (nah), don't get close to him (uh-uh) Shootouts ain't nothing but rock and roll to him (damn) Leave your blood on the dash, call it rosewood (ugh) 'Nother murder, 'nother page out the notebook It ain't nothing and don't make it if you no good I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rock, put his head in his arms And man, I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose He had too much talk and not enough proof I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em, but I hit 'em up I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em (yo) Take them shoes off your teeth, stop running your mouth No shoes, no feet, I'll run in your mouth (Huh) I'll come to your house, me and my goons Loading up bangers, riding under the moon (yeah) Throwing up fingers, saying, "My side rule" (yeah) If a nigga disagree, that's when my side prove (get 'em), yeah That Maybach coupe a cockeyed fool And I'm in it like Bennett, ho, aren't I cool? But if the thermostat switch and that needle move (uh-oh) Then the attitude switch and that heat'll move I got that Chiquita banana clip for the tool Meet a disaster, pity the fool Eat a catastrophe, swallow the truth Belch reality, how does it taste? Powder your face, you're a bitch, nigga All pussy, stop coming out your lips, nigga I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rock, put his head in his arms And man, I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose He had too much talk and not enough proof I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em, but I hit 'em up I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em Real talk, boy, chill with the talk, boy (yeah) That Tommy gun'll tear your neighborhood apart, boy (blatt) Yeah, leave your feelings in your heart, boy You start with the wrong boy, it end with a song, boy (Oh) With your friends to carry you along To a concrete mattress and a fluffy tombstone (yeah) Fuck the discussion, I ain't into it, boy I just get to it, let's do it, rip through a boy (bah) Big Uzi, just shoot a boy (brr) I'm inside looking out, you're just an intruder, boy (get 'em) You need sutures on your smoochers, boy, but I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rock, put his head in his arms And man, I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose He had too much talk and not enough proof I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em Hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em, but I hit 'em up I tried talk to 'em, I tried talk to 'em