ฟังเพลงHit UP (Explicit)

Song: Hit UP (Explicit)

Artist: CJ

Lyrics: CJ

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

You know this shit can get tricky, look

I catch a blicky, yeah

Man down in my city

If you talkin' hot, thirty rounds in this Glock, uh

Straight to hit top, yeah, made 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, yaeh

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