Hit Em Up

Yeah I tried talkin' to 'em Quit talkin', 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 ya Hollerin' 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 Playa 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 nothin', but rock and roll to him (damn) Leave your blood on the dash', call it rosewood (uh) 'Nother murder, 'nother page out the notebook It ain't nothin' and don't make it if you no good I tried talkin' 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 choppa rock, put his head in his arms And man, I tried talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' 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 talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' 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 talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' to 'em (yo) Take them shoes off your teeth, stop runnin' yo' mouth No shoes, no feet, I'll run in your mouth (huh) I'll come to yo' house, me and my goons Loadin' up bangers, ridin' under the moon (yeah) Throwin' up fingers, sayin', "My side rule" (yeah) If a nigga disagree, that's when my side prove (get 'em), yeah That Maybach coupe, a cockeyed fool (uh-huh) And I'm in it like Bennett, hoe, 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 yo' face, you a bitch, nigga All pussy, stop comin' out yo' lips, nigga I tried talkin' 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 choppa rock, put his head in his arms And man, I tried talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' 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 talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' 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 talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' to 'em Real talk, boy, chill with the talk, boy (yeah) That Tommy gun'll tear yo' neighborhood apart, boy (blatt) Yeah, leave your feelings in yo' heart, boy You start with the wrong boy, it end with a song, boy (oh) With yo' 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 lookin' out, you just an intruder, boy (get 'em) You need sutures on yo' smoochers, boy, but I tried talkin' 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 choppa rock, put his head in his arms And man, I tried talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' 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 talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' 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 talkin' to 'em, I tried talkin' to 'em