Hit em up( 2pac cover by Corey)

Bitch ass boy, I don't need no mothafucking friends.

And if u ain't talking about money, than u ain't talking bout shit.

(Get money)

Nap town, one of the finest ( Take money)

U know who the fuck i am ( Take money)

I'll bring it to u ( fo real, haha)

(Take money) Haha

First off, fuck you bitch and the shit u claim.

Nap town, when i find, you I'ma rip u frame .

You claim you a sprayer, but ain't shot in life.

I buss at bitch Boyz, now it's up tonight .

Plus, yo bitch wanna see me, weak shit I forget

And everybody you fuck wit, is some weak ass bitches.

I keep stunnin', and getting blunted with my jewels.

Steady gunnin', at anything that moves, you know the rules.

Lil bitch, go ask yo girl how I did her.

Fucked her young ass up, dick in her liver, she shake and quiver.

Y'all Boyz, dont wanna fuck wit us

Quick to snatch yo bitch ass up, stop playing tough!

And bjtch I've been on for life.

Don't let my riders die tonight ( haha)

Another sad story cuz you man's got killed.

Fuck him, for real, that's how I feel. ( you know the deal)

[Chorus rapping] 2x

Grab yo Glocks when we hit da blocks.

Boyz get shot, when we hit da blocks.

Who shot em? Now his ass finished.

cuz I dont play with my bags, I'm a menace.

So hit em up!