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Artist:Master P
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Album:Nothing To Lose Soundtrack
Track:Hit Em Up
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:2
 
Lyrics:Featuring Tru (Silkk C Murder) Mercedez]
I got nu thin to lose (ungh!)
Pass me a
ski mask a glock and my tennis shoes
I got nu thin to lose
Pass me a ski mask a
glock and my tennis shoes (ungh!)
Chorus: Mercedez
You need to get your life
together
(hit em up get em up stick em up)
South money and hustlin don't last
forever
(Hit em up get em up stick em up)
Some say that G's make the world go
round
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
You say you got nothin to lose, but who
got a back when ya down?
(Hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
[Master P]
Man,
I'm bout it, bout to get rowdy
I ain't even trippin if y'all fools doubt me

Penetentiary chances, I done danced with it
Died and went Hell, came back, down to do
whatever
Hit em up (hit em up) stick em up, pick em up
I hope ya got insurance on ya
brand new truck
Mama need food in the icebox
And I need some new Jordan with some
white sock
Bout to rob Peter, to pay Paul
The ghetto got me crazy, but I won't fall

On my way to Arizona, got it sewed up
down South with the task all on it *sirens*

Bout to put five in the stash box
Called the C-Murder up for them plastic glocks

Beeper ringin, Silkk forgot the neck on some chicken
Cristal, parlay with Beck,
gettin riches
No longer, livin in condos
It's mansions and fifty inch windows

Marble floors, tailor made suits
Lex Luthor, Ferraris, windows be bulletproof

Me work a nine to five, fool I like the good life
Seen mama so much, she slapped my face
cause I ain't livin right
Me give it up, I get rowdy
Grabbed the gat, hit the street
and the highway, I'm bout it, bout it
Chorus
[Silkk the Shocker]
I gots,
nuthin to lose, I'm on the run like The Fugitive
My spot kinda hot, so I can't go where I
used to live
Me and P ridin dirty, in the Yukon
Bout to get caught in due time,
different place every state a new
crime
Grab a ski mask and two nines, say money
make the world go round
from out between the knocks I lets em in
Can't lose, gotta
win, false move, end up in the pen
How many I kill goin for the cash
Dude, I gotta
do it for the stash
Fill the getaway car up with gas, with the smash
Whatever we
make, P, we goin in half
A nigga sex money and greed, costs of livin lavish
Hey I'ma
get ya for what you got
If you ain't got it, act like you don't have it
I grab my
gun before I grab my shoes
Everything on the line, so I can't lose
Man, look, you
know Silkk, you know I'm bout to act a fool
So I'm a be gon away like a breeze
Run
through like, all type of trees
I ain't gon stop til the cops say freeze, I can't lose

[Master P]
I got nuthin to lose
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my tennis
shoes
Chorus
[Mercedez]
We're in it deep, and we're in it to win it

(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 em up, get em up,
stick em up)
After them, dead presidents, cause we have nuthin to lose
(Hit em up,
get em up, stick em up)
[C-Murder]
Little bro (Whattup?) Check this out (Whoa)

I ain't walk around with that fool (Why, what happened to that
youngsta?)
Man
but Will had it comin, ya heard me? (no) He had it comin, bro (no)
You know what I'm sayin,
what happenin? (Holla at ya people)
I wasn't even high, though, I wasn't high (no)

Some kinda way, knowhatI'msayin? I'ma get mine (I'm fo sho gon get it)
Gotta pay the bills,
bro (Huh, bro?)
I gotta get them meals, you know what I'm sayin? Fo' scheeze (Whoa,

now)
I ain't got nuthin to lose (Huh, bro?)
Got what? Everything to gain, you know
what I'm sayin?
(Oh, gots to have that there)
Bro, ghetto got me crazy (I feed them
children)
Dead, I'm on the run (Huh, bro?) nut I gotta gun
Man, me and Dead Joe,
down here actin a donkey (Huh, bro?)
Actin bad, hit three licks today, Third Ward style
(uh-huh)
Like P say, I gotta get my cornbread (ohh)
cabbage, and my greens (Oh... oh
we gots to get that there)
Yeah you know I'm Tru to this, I mean really, in other words

I ain't got nuttin to lose, ya heard me? (Say that then
 
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