(hit em up, get em up, stick em up) In other words, there ain't no stoppin No Limit (hit em up, get em up, stick em up) Master P, Mercedez, T-R-U (hit
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up) In other words, there ain't no stoppin no limit (hit em up, get em up, stick em up) Master p, mercedez, t-r-u (hit
Traduzione: Master P. Hit Em Up.
Traduzione: Master P. Hit Em Up (feat. Tru (Silkk, C-Murder), Mercedez).
be screwing Man hold up... [Lil' Flip] Put the mic up, I'ma let y'all know I'm the Freestyle King Got more ice than Dairy Queen, I pull up very clean
[Intro] Like this! Hit it! So why has it gotta be so damn HOT? [Verse 1: Professor Griff] I'm the X-Minista, from the troop called P.E. Professor Griff
While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers [Notorious B.I.G.] + (P. Diddy) In the Comission, you ask for permission to hit 'em He don't like me, hit
Whoop (If you runnin' from the cops holla) Whoop Whoop [Holla] Whoop Whoop [Holla] Whoop Whoop [Master P] Call me the trash man cause I put it up in
we can't be stopped Did you hear me? Ya heard me Record breakin' Hit makin' Can't bake 'em Real estatin' Never hatin' Shakin' up the game Bringin' the
'll have you eatin' food through a feedin' tube as you retreat [Hook x2] [Apathy talking] Awright awright hold up hold up settle down Listen up you
no gimmiks, Suave House, an the 504 Boyz courtesy of No Limit, hit em up. [Verse 2: Buk] Get down, feel the ground, shake 'em up, you down to die, cuz
sly in the mix I am the mix master death and destructor, lyric conductor rollin' with the rhythm of the rhyme I'm rollin' cold cap the parasites when I start to spazz Nicholas hit
and learn to say it Underdog for life, ain't commercial enough, to be the favorite I'm trife, I bite when you bark, so save it He has to be a Master P
ever blink, I'll be off up in your place, Put that heater to your face and tell you lead me to the safe Don't co-operate that caution tape will cover up
ever wanna trip I got a automatic doozy with a filled up clip So come take a trip through the hood with me You might be surprised of what you see Like Flaco, sniffin' up
, what's next Switchers gon' stay up, high on speed, streets gon' give 'em what they need Sun up, we get the cash from the come up Blaze one up, sleep
ladies that be cold as ices The ammunition rippin through cats up in the cipher Man like seven day though milk man I make 'em all expire Hands up in
call Kevin it's a quarter to eleven Come scoop your homey up and hit Club 227 It's like heaven, bitches everywhere and they dressed all tight Fill my hoe up