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jose guapo - hit em up lyrics

[hook: yfn lucci]
my n-gg-s my n-gg-s, you know that they ride
you know that they with me, you know they gone slide
and if a n-gg- play with me he gone get hit up
see if a n-gg- play with me he gone get hit up yeheh
i been stacking my money that’s a hunnid on hunnid
got a hunnid n-gg-s with me i’m talking a hunnid gunnas
see if a n-gg- play with me he gone get hit up
if a n-gg- play with me he gone get hit up yeah yeah

[verse 1: yfn lucci]
okay now mafia, mafia
if quarter milli on your head gone body yah
better stay clean better put a body on it
all my young n-gg-s gunnin go on put a body on it
they know not to f-ck with us, they know bout us
take them thirties in the club ain’t no searching us
in guns we trust, see they know i’mma buss n-gg-
and they not with us, see them n-gg-s some f-ck n-gg-s yeah
ain’t no taking l’s
call my n-gg- sh-ll, he gone empty every sh-ll
i’m just being real
all these diamonds on me n-gg- i’m just being real
you see these diamonds on me n-gg- and they real clear
my n-gg-s my n-gg- you know that they ride
if a n-gg- tell you different then that n-gg- he lying
just got a call from my n-gg- he said time to slide
i ain’t even ask him why just know it’s time to ride

[hook]

[verse 2: jose guapo]
every trap spot we in got cable
i swear we sip that syrup just like it was maple
i’m screaming f-ck nah, i can’t do no favors
and that’s w-ssup dawg, i keep that sh-t playa
don’t give a f-ck dawg, you could meet your maker
i’m rolling up dawg, i’m smoking on jamaica
you get hit up n-gg-s just for tryna play us
n-gg- do it, drive by in a sp-ceship
we a hunnid deep in magic in the day shift
i’m in the rolls i’m with the shooters that ain’t safe here
let them buzzers fly, make it rain on ’em
my n-gg-s all i got, i’d never change on ’em

[hook]

[verse 3: yfn kay]
comma,comma,comma still count
k!ller keep that money come in runnin like a fountain
only thing running over there is your mouth
ride through your block with them sticks and now you out
screaming f-ck the other side, it was just a homicide
that was just how i replied
grippin’ on that 45 i’m on that 96 bullsh-t
send you to the pool pit
if you mention my name send his -ss a full clip
that’s on 9 deuce, talking brazy i shoot
he was 6’4 but the k!ll took left him 5’2
when there’s beef b-tch it ain’t no discussion
might pack that bag have my lil n-gg-s buss him

[hook]

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