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lirik lagu hit it upp – ksa neo

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b*tch
i don’t want sh*t i’m sick
get the f*ck out my d*ck
i might pop you up i’m wick
i got stick
b*tch i’m sl!ck
smoking that sh*t
move out the way b*tch

im gon hit it
hit that b*tch up
hit that b*tch up
i’m gon hit it
and shoot that b*tch up
b*tch ima get it
( b*tch ima what?)
ima hit that b*tch up
she gon shoot it
(shoot at what? )
shoot that snitch up

hold up
hold up b*tch
cameras cl!ck
guns cl!ck
you can see me
i’m hot i’m fresh
nike fresh
pants and vest
b*tch who want smoke who it is yeah
gunshots like machine yeah
these b*tches cry cause they weak
can’t spend a week without weed yeah
aye hold my sh*t i might pop these crazy ass fools
living life like its my last day ohh
hoes want money b*tch i see through you

b*tch
i don’t want sh*t i’m sick
get the f*ck out my d*ck
i might pop you up i’m wick
i got stick
b*tch i’m sl!ck
smoking that sh*t
move out the way b*tch

im gon hit it
hit that b*tch up
hit that b*tch up
i’m gon hit it
and shoot that b*tch up
b*tch ima get it
( b*tch ima what?)
ima hit that b*tch up
she gon shoot it
(shoot at what? )
shoot that snitch up
you are rockin with the best now
on the risе king kong with my chest out
we all out in this motherf*ckеr no stress
but your b*tch in the back of the lab gettin stretched out, ohh
boy outta himalayas, bringing clean clean sh*t, ring ring up u know the mayor
been dope boy i been a player, ain’t no bling bling nope boy i been king with the flavour
now tell em who’s up? who better than me?
who sucks? who rocks? who iller than he?
no label, no favors, more cheddar for fees
roll out with my g’s, all out for the d
that’s dtown sh*t, we be in the mix
suckas gettin f*ckin jealous coz i never miss
y’all already know what the mission is
get the f*ck off my d*ck, y’all know who i is
mr.batman living in a batcave
he a k!ller when he bussin’ it’s a wrap man
gets skrilla and he’s f*ckin up the rap game
on a beat he goes motherf*ckin mad man
all the drama don’t you dare f*ckin bring it
man i’m sorta like a lama(gun) with the peace(piece)
man i’m sorta like obama presidente
and when i start to bust a hammer y’all ditch
been known i’m the man around here
they know yung tro been the king around here
your girl she know u a b*tch, all night she be suckin my d*ck around here
hit it one time and i give that sh*t back
i’m busy with the gang tryna count this cash
tracks on tracks for the city all fax
we run it on max, put the city on map
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s hot
fire like the sauce
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s hot
fire like the sauce
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s hot
fire like the sauce
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s hot
sh*t it’s
aye hit it up,hit it up

b*tch i got my homies who gon pull up in a while now
shoot you off snake on sight now
shawty tryna hit me up but i ain’t really free right now
5 star sh*t d*mn i’m wanted
gangster sh*t
this some gangtok sh*t
and i ain’t really vibing with you
d*mn you snitch
f*ck the whole opps
whole crew on em props
tryna flex but you cap
hit you up or just stop

we ain’t brothers if we ain’t like mus and sus
i walk around with my stick
gon shoot
if you hit me, we gon hit you
we gon rob you and kidnap you
d*mn feeling like i’m tony montana
machine gun on you b*tches all you motherf*ckers scared
tryna go big but you all stuck till this date
all you motherf*ckers dead
all you motherf*ckers fake
all you motherf*ckers dead

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