Jose Guapo Hit Em Up Lyrics
Hit Em Up by Jose Guapo
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
My niggas my niggas, you know that they ride
You know that they with me, you know they gone slide
And if a nigga play with me he gone get hit up
See if a nigga play with me he gone get hit up yeheh
I been stacking my money that's a hunnid on hunnid
Got a hunnid niggas with me I'm talking a hunnid gunnas
See if a nigga play with me he gone get hit up
If a nigga 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 niggas gunnin go on put a body on it
They know not to fuck 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 nigga
And they not with us, see them niggas some fuck niggas yeah
Ain't no taking L's
Call my nigga shell, he gone empty every shell
I'm just being real
All these diamonds on me nigga I'm just being real
You see these diamonds on me nigga and they real clear
My niggas my nigga you know that they ride
If a nigga tell you different then that nigga he lying
Just got a call from my nigga 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 fuck nah, I can't do no favors
And that's wassup dawg, I keep that shit playa
Don't give a fuck dawg, you could meet your maker
I'm rolling up dawg, I'm smoking on Jamaica
You get hit up niggas just for tryna play us
Nigga do it, drive by in a spaceship
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 niggas all I got, I'd never change on 'em
[Hook]
[Verse 3: YFN Kay]
Comma,Comma,Comma still count
Killer 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 fuck the other side, it was just a homicide
That was just how I replied
Grippin' on that 45 I'm on that 96 bullshit
Send you to the pool pit
If you mention my name send his ass a full clip
That's on 9 deuce, talking brazy I shoot
He was 6'4 but the kill took left him 5'2
When there's beef bitch it ain't no discussion
Might pack that bag have my lil niggas buss him
[Hook]
My niggas my niggas, you know that they ride
You know that they with me, you know they gone slide
And if a nigga play with me he gone get hit up
See if a nigga play with me he gone get hit up yeheh
I been stacking my money that's a hunnid on hunnid
Got a hunnid niggas with me I'm talking a hunnid gunnas
See if a nigga play with me he gone get hit up
If a nigga 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 niggas gunnin go on put a body on it
They know not to fuck 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 nigga
And they not with us, see them niggas some fuck niggas yeah
Ain't no taking L's
Call my nigga shell, he gone empty every shell
I'm just being real
All these diamonds on me nigga I'm just being real
You see these diamonds on me nigga and they real clear
My niggas my nigga you know that they ride
If a nigga tell you different then that nigga he lying
Just got a call from my nigga 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 fuck nah, I can't do no favors
And that's wassup dawg, I keep that shit playa
Don't give a fuck dawg, you could meet your maker
I'm rolling up dawg, I'm smoking on Jamaica
You get hit up niggas just for tryna play us
Nigga do it, drive by in a spaceship
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 niggas all I got, I'd never change on 'em
[Hook]
[Verse 3: YFN Kay]
Comma,Comma,Comma still count
Killer 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 fuck the other side, it was just a homicide
That was just how I replied
Grippin' on that 45 I'm on that 96 bullshit
Send you to the pool pit
If you mention my name send his ass a full clip
That's on 9 deuce, talking brazy I shoot
He was 6'4 but the kill took left him 5'2
When there's beef bitch it ain't no discussion
Might pack that bag have my lil niggas buss him
[Hook]