CJ - Hit UP lyrics
[CJ - Hit UP lyrics]
K LO K look
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that bitch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
Pass me the sitchy
You know this shit can get tricky, look
I catch a Blixky, yeah
Man down in my city, uh
If you talkin' hot, thirty
Rounds in this Glock, uh
Straight to his top, yeah
Make a nigga diddy bop
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that bitch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
I do a hit in a Tesla
Nigga, I'm the king of this shit, no pressure
She like, "Why you so extra?"
Shut up, bitch, before you get fessed up
You can't finesse a finesser, yeah
Now I'm back on my bully
I do a drill in a hoodie, yeah
And the clip loaded fully
Aim for his māthā, then he dancin' bachata
Yeah, I said it again
Fuck that shit, we ain't makin' no friends
Slide on his block then we hit up his Benz
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that bitch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that bitch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
Pass me the sitchy
You know this shit can get tricky, look
I catch a Blixky, yeah
Man down in my city, uh
If you talkin' hot, thirty
Rounds in this Glock, uh
Straight to his top, yeah
Make a nigga diddy bop
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that bitch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
I do a hit in a Tesla
Nigga, I'm the king of this shit, no pressure
She like, "Why you so extra?"
Shut up, bitch, before you get fessed up
You can't finesse a finesser, yeah
Now I'm back on my bully
I do a drill in a hoodie, yeah
And the clip loaded fully
Aim for his māthā, then he dancin' bachata
Yeah, I said it again
Fuck that shit, we ain't makin' no friends
Slide on his block then we hit up his Benz
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Can't fuck with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that bitch just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Off White belt, Off White laces
And I know these niggas hate me, uh
Ask your bitch, she say I'm her favorite