Hit Up Part 2 Lyrics

Intro

[2Pac]

I ain't got no muthaf**kin' friends
What y'all niggas talkin' about [bad word] yeah
I'm a do this muthaf**kin' track
(Right)
And they know exactly 
Who I'm talkin' about too
You old [bad word] made niggas

Verse 1

[2Pac]

Cause 
Uh
Niggas talk plenty [bad word] So many tricks
I f**ked your [bad word] Cause I'm [bad word] to this
Witness the hit
You talk bad about a [bad word] When I got blasted
Hope you made a little money
While the funk lasted
Heard they call you Big Poppa [bad word] how you figure
Cause to me 
You'll always be a phoney fat [bad word] I can't be copy these
And wearin' Versachi [bad word] [bad word] or buck
Scared as f**k
If the guns would bust
Now niggas talk
I got a list 
Of player haters the fakes
You [bad word] niggas
Gettin' blown away
You cross-eyed
Down syndrome
Crack baby
So you and Puffy are tough 
Now that's crazy
I got your [bad word] in my sight
Niggas dyin' tonight
We screamin'
West Side for life
And I can't wait
To see you niggas in traffic
Cause we gonna get 'em up
(Ha ha ha)
When you see me
You better bust
Cause I'm a hit 'em up
 [bad word] 
[Tupac]

Grab your glocks
When you see Tupac
(Uh)
Call the cops
When you see Tupac
(Uh)
Who shot me
But you punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath
Of a menace [bad word] we hit 'em up

Verse 2

[Napolean]

It's hard to explain
This wasn't my thang
When I was younger
Before my [bad word] I swear to God
I'll make you stick
Just to make [bad word] up [bad word] up
Cause more murder 
For the money
Got caught up 
Tryin' to make a harder record
Should have been on checked
Cause I bet you
And it's for life
You'll never gonna see a [bad word] like me
Wantin' a battle up on T.V.
I'd rather release
Some of these
And put a slug
To you buster [bad word] niggas
That continue to squeeze
I got some niggas
Back in Jersey
That would rather be jackin' cars
And robbin' [bad word] niggas
Like y'all for emergency
Let's take it back
To the West Side
Them niggas 
Sure gonna be ridahs
And plus we Thug Life niggas
So call us multiply
Finger on the trigger [bad word] stand and rise
But we don't [bad word] 'em
They might be the first
That we gonna bust up
Just label me a Bad Boy Killer
You Mobb Deep [bad word] Gonna feel us
When we turn into killers
Hit 'em up

Verse 3

[E.D.I]

Now this is me
B. K. 
All day
Ain't no frontin'
Ain't no quicker
Strictly Bad Boy killin'
Shoot that [bad word] like a squealer
[Hit Up Part 2 lyrics on [bad word] /www [bad word] 

Now let this muthaf**ka 
Top down
I'm [bad word]  to drop rounds
Lettin' these sounds
Pop and then I'm hot bound 
Seein' them shatter
Shootin' my [bad word] To work a lease go
What's up to the ridahs
In L.A.
Don't preach on up 
To the East O.
Shootin' that so
See low
Circle
That [bad word] don't hurt you

Made to turn you purple
Wanna take a plane
But we enemies
To the game
Well get that [bad word] tamed
Simple and plain
Y'all know the name
Drama
Ridahs
Through the whole night
Niggas get taught

Then we bobbin' through
They hits slow
No need [bad word] 
Cause we don't give a f**k
Beside the funky man
We got to hit they [bad word] On up

Verse 4

[Hussein Fatal]

Get out the way 
Yo
Get out the way
Yo
Biggie Smalls just got shot
And I'm a [bad word] eagle
Stormin' [bad word] don't need your fat [bad word] 
In California
I catch you
On any East Coast corner
And your [bad word] is a goner
Puffy hit the f**kin' block [bad word] at you nig