Hit 'Em Up
Outlawz Lyrics


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Yeah
Ayo
I think y'all gonna like this next song
When this song drops, I want all the West coast people to give up some love when this song come up
Y'all about to go crazy
They try to ban this song
They don't wanna play my song
But they want to play Fat Boy all goddamn day

(What) Come on, come on (take money)
Come on, come on (take money)
Come on, come on (take money)
What's up niggas

First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim
Westside when we ride come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life
Plus Puffy tryin' ta see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. Some mark-ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin' for yo' jewels
Steady gunnin, keep on bustin at them fools, you know the rules
Lil' Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil' Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace
I let them niggaz know it's on for life
So let the Westside ride tonight
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck wit' me and get yo' caps peeled, you know, see

Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, we hit em' up

(Take money)
Yes, yo, Outlaw to this mutherfucker (take money)
West Coast, what's up? (take money)
What's up

Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got shot
Little Moo, pass the mac, and let me hit him in his back
Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin' traps
Little accident murderers, and I ain't never heard-a ya
Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin' ya
Spank ya shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank, 'cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint
Puffy weaker than the fuckin' block I'm runnin through nigga
And I'm smokin' Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you nigga
With the ready power tuckin' my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
Ya clout petty sour, I get packages every hour to hit 'em up

Oh
Call the cops, when you see Tupac
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, I hit em' up

Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggaz gettin killed with ya mouths open
Tryin' to come up offa me, you in the clouds hopin'
Smokin dope it's like a sherm high niggaz think they learned to fly
But they burn motherfucker, you deserve to die
Talkin' bout you gettin' money but it's funny to me
All you niggaz livin' bummy, why you fuckin' with me?
I'm a self made millionaire
Thug livin' out a prison, pistols in the air
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house
Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled
Now I'm bout to set the record straight
With my A.K. I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Motherfucker, I hit 'em up

I'm from N-E-W Jers'
Where plenty of murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario
Little Ceas' I'll bring you fake G's to your knees
Copping pleas in de Janeiro
Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck, is you stupid?
I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting and polluting your block
With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot
Outlaw MAFIA clique moving up another notch
And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
And all your fake ass East coast props
Brainstormed and locked

You's a, beat biter
A Pac style taker
I'll tell you to your face you ain't shit but a faker
Softer than Alize with a chaser
About to get murdered for the paper
E.d.i Amin approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with Little Ceas' in a choke
Gun totin' smoke. We ain't no motherfucking joke
nigga, better be known
We approaching in the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping, it's a battle lost
I got em crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
Nigga, I hit em up

Oh oh
Hah
yeah

We hit 'em up
Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Come on with the next shit
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, we hit em' up

That's right
Go




Yo
Y'all gotta keep this shit real

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tupac and Outlawz's "Hit Em Up" are aggressive and full of revenge. The song is a diss track aimed at Notorious B.I.G. and Bad Boy Records, as Tupac believed they were involved in a 1994 shooting that left him injured. The track begins with Tupac calling for all West Coast fans to show their support for the song, which he claims was banned by radio stations. The lyrics then begin with Tupac announcing his disdain for his opponents and starting a verbal assault on Biggie, his crew, and Bad Boy Records.


Tupac then claims to have had sexual relations with Biggie’s wife, threatening to kill him and his associates. He goes on to attack other members of Biggie’s crew, accusing them of being cowards, and expressing his superiority over them. Tupac concludes the song by declaring his dominance over his rivals and calling for his fans to join him in a final showdown.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
An expression of affirmation and excitement.


Ayo
An attention-grabbing interjection.


I think y'all gonna like this next song
I believe that you will thoroughly enjoy the upcoming track.


When this song drops, I want all the West coast people to give up some love when this song come up
Once this song starts playing, I expect all individuals from the West Coast to show their appreciation and support.


Y'all about to go crazy
You are all about to become extremely enthusiastic.


They try to ban this song
There have been attempts to prohibit the circulation of this song.


They don't wanna play my song
They refuse to play my music.


But they want to play Fat Boy all goddamn day
Instead, they continuously feature Fat Boy's music.


(What) Come on, come on (take money)
An urging call to take action, specifically to seize one's belongings or wealth.


First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim
Primarily, disregard both your partner and the affiliations you associate with.


Westside when we ride come equipped with game
During our ventures, we from the Westside bring an abundance of knowledge and talent.


You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife
While you assert yourself as a person of influence, I engaged in a romantic affair with your spouse.


We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life
We violently attacked individuals affiliated with Bad Boy, causing considerable harm to their lives.


Plus Puffy tryin' ta see me weak hearts I rip
Additionally, Puffy is attempting to witness me in a state of vulnerability, but I am capable of tearing apart feeble individuals.


Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. Some mark-ass bitches
Both Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. are insignificant and pathetic individuals.


We keep on comin' while we runnin' for yo' jewels
As we persistently approach, we are also attempting to steal your valuable possessions.


Steady gunnin, keep on bustin at them fools, you know the rules
Continuously firing our weapons while aggressively engaging these fools, as we adhere to the established guidelines.


Lil' Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
Seek information from your comrade about how I caused harm to you.


Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
I dismembered your youthful self, leaving you in fragments, and now you shall no longer exist.


Lil' Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
Lil' Kim, do not engage in any activities with genuine gangsters.


Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace
Swiftly capturing your unattractive self from public spaces, therefore disregarding any notion of peace.


I let them niggaz know it's on for life
I make it known to those individuals that this animosity will continue indefinitely.


So let the Westside ride tonight
Therefore, permit the Westside to dominate and flourish tonight.


Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
I metaphorically assassinated Bad Boy through this recorded track.


Fuck wit' me and get yo' caps peeled, you know, see
Do not provoke me, or you will experience severe consequences.


Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Be prepared and armed with your firearms whenever you encounter Tupac.


Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uh
If you witness the presence of Tupac, immediately notify the authorities.


Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Who attempted to attack me, but you weak individuals failed to complete the job.


Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Now, you are about to experience the full force and fury of a dangerous person.


Nigga, we hit em' up
We aggressively and significantly addressed these individuals.


(Take money)
Seize the individuals' wealth.


Yes, yo, Outlaw to this mutherfucker (take money)
Indeed, representatives of Outlaw address this particular situation and take their wealth.


West Coast, what's up? (take money)
Greetings and acknowledgment to the West Coast, while also expressing the intention to take their wealth.


Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Move aside and clear the path.


Biggie Smalls just got shot
Biggie Smalls recently suffered a gunshot wound.


Little Moo, pass the mac, and let me hit him in his back
Little Moo, hand me the mac firearm so that I can shoot him in the back.


Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin' traps
Frank White must be punished adequately for creating deceitful schemes.


Little accident murderers, and I ain't never heard-a ya
Insignificant individuals who accidentally cause harm, and I have never heard of them before.


Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin' ya
Dangerous weapons strike when I am relentlessly confronting you.


Spank ya shank ya whole style when I gank
I will humiliate and annihilate your entire manner and identity when I capture you.


Guard your rank, 'cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint
Protect your position, because I am determined to brutally defeat you.


Puffy weaker than the fuckin' block I'm runnin through nigga
Puffy is feeble compared to the obstacles I effortlessly overcome.


And I'm smokin' Junior M.A.F.I.A. in front of you nigga
I am defeating and humiliating Junior M.A.F.I.A. while you witness it.


With the ready power tuckin' my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
Confidently carrying a concealed weapon, specifically a Guess brand firearm, under my Eddie Bauer clothing.


Ya clout petty sour, I get packages every hour to hit 'em up
Your influence is insignificant, whereas I receive frequent deliveries of weapons in order to attack them.


Oh
An interjection expressing surprise or realization.


Call the cops, when you see Tupac
Immediately contact the authorities upon sighting Tupac.


Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Who attempted to harm me, but you weak individuals did not succeed in completing the job.


Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Now, you are about to experience the full force and fury of a dangerous person.


Nigga, I hit em' up
I aggressively addressed and targeted these individuals.


Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
Observe our methodology, as we maintain authenticity and employ prison-like strength and resilience.


This ain't no freestyle battle
This is not a spontaneous battle of improvisation.


All you niggaz gettin killed with ya mouths open
All of you individuals are being defeated while you boast arrogantly.


Tryin' to come up offa me, you in the clouds hopin'
Attempting to benefit from my influence, but you are delusional and unrealistic.


Smokin dope it's like a sherm high niggaz think they learned to fly
Engaging in drug abuse gives individuals a false sense of capability and superiority.


But they burn motherfucker, you deserve to die
However, the drugs consume and destroy users, and you deserve your demise.


Talkin' bout you gettin' money but it's funny to me
Claiming to accumulate wealth, but it appears comical and absurd to me.


All you niggaz livin' bummy, why you fuckin' with me?
All of you individuals living in poverty, why do you choose to engage with me?


I'm a self-made millionaire
I have achieved millionaire status through my own efforts.


Thug livin' out a prison, pistols in the air
Embracing a criminal lifestyle while confined in a prison, consistently armed with firearms.


Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
Biggie, recall the times when I provided you with accommodation on my couch.


And beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house
And begged a woman to grant you permission to sleep indoors.


Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style
But now, you prioritize luxury brands like Versace, imitating my fashion sense.


Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled
I withstood five gunshots without being incapacitated, instead, I faced it with a grin.


Now I'm bout to set the record straight
Now, I am prepared to clarify and rectify any misconceptions.


With my A.K. I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Carrying my A.K. firearm, I am still the criminal that you despise but cannot ignore.


Motherfucker, I hit 'em up
Defiantly, I aggressively attacked and confronted them.


I'm from N-E-W Jers'
I originate from New Jersey.


Where plenty of murders occurs
A location where numerous killings take place.


No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs
No hesitations or pauses, we bring intense conflicts to all of you weak individuals.


Now go check the scenario
Now go and assess the situation.


Little Ceas' I'll bring you fake G's to your knees
Little Ceas', I will defeat fake gangsters like you and bring you to a state of submission.


Copping pleas in de Janeiro
Accepting pleas and begging for mercy in Rio de Janeiro.


Little Kim, is you coked up or doped up?
Little Kim, are you under the influence of cocaine or drugs?


Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
Have your minor, insignificant crew experience the inhalation of smoke.


What the fuck, is you stupid?
What on earth, are you mentally deficient?


I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
I seize wealth and forcefully make my way through Brooklyn.


With my click looting, shooting and polluting your block
My crew is looting, shooting, and causing havoc in your neighborhood.


With a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot
Using a ready 15-round chambered Glock firearm, I will aim at your head.


Outlaw MAFIA clique moving up another notch
The Outlaw MAFIA group is advancing and progressing further.


And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
Even your popular celebrities get shot, eradicated, and defeated.


And all your fake ass East coast props
Additionally, your false East Coast supporters are nothing but illusions.


Brainstormed and locked
A collective of ideas formulated and firmly established.


You's a, beat biter
You are a plagiarist, stealing beats.


A Pac style taker
Taking on the style of 2Pac.


I'll tell you to your face you ain't shit but a faker
I will directly inform you that you are nothing more than a fraud.


Softer than Alize with a chaser
More delicate and weak than the mixed drink Alize with a chaser.


About to get murdered for the paper
On the verge of being killed for monetary gain.


E.d.i Amin approach the scene of the caper
E.d.i Amin moves towards the location of the criminal activity.


Like a loc, with Little Ceas' in a choke
Similar to a crazy person, tightly holding Little Ceas' in a strangulation hold.


Gun totin' smoke. We ain't no motherfucking joke
Carrying firearms and producing smoke. We are not to be taken lightly.


nigga, better be known
Individual, you should be aware and recognize.


We approaching in the wide open, gun smoking
We boldly advance while openly displaying our firearms, which are emitting smoke.


No need for hoping, it's a battle lost
There is no need for optimism, as this is an already lost battle.


I got em crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
I have already outmaneuvered them as soon as the conflict and chaos began.


Nigga, I hit em up
I aggressively targeted and confronted them.


Oh oh
An expression of surprise or realization.


Hah
A short, laughing sound.


yeah
An expression of affirmation or agreement.


We hit 'em up
We aggressively confronted and addressed them.


Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Retrieve your firearms when you encounter Tupac.


Come on with the next shit
Produce the following item or activity.


Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Who attempted to harm me, but you weak individuals failed to complete the job.


Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Now, you are about to experience the full force and fury of a dangerous person.


Nigga, we hit em' up
We addressed and confronted these individuals aggressively.


That's right
An expression asserting correctness or agreement.


Go
A command to proceed or initiate action.


Yo
An attention-grabbing interjection.


Y'all gotta keep this shit real
All of you must maintain an authenticity and truthfulness in this situation.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Dennis Lambert, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Yafeu Fula, Johnny Lee Jackson, Malcolm Greenidge, Bruce Washington, Frannie Golde, Duane S. Hitchings

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@LivingwithBella

The CIA, Diddy, Suge Knight and some members of outlaws was involved in the death of Tupac and Biggie Smalls, they made them disappear because they were becoming much bigger than just ordinary rappers, Tupac was revolutionary and if Biggie became revolutionary it would have changed the course of black lives in America, Yaki Kadafi saw the shooter and was going to expose them on television in front of the world, he was depressed and knew all the bigger parties involved so on that day he went to see his girlfriend at her apartment, members of the outlaws send the teenager ( The Cousin )
to pull the trigger and kill Yaki Kadafi, after that Outlaws disappeared and one went to Saudi Arabia became muslim, Anderson must have been too hurt to open fire, i don’t think it was Keffee D, he’s just milking it, sometimes your killers are those close to you, everyone was jealous of Tupac

1) They held a secret meeting
2) Only helicopters can move that fast in a busy Vegas streets ( The CIA )
3) Removing Office Poole from the Investigation
4) Yaki Kadafi went into a hideout
5) How come Outlaws didn’t kill Orlando Anderson, if you come at my mentor, my brother or friend, rest be assured im coming back right at you, all they did was do interview’s talk their shit thats it

I can list a thousand other reasons why i think my investigation is right and makes sense



@LivingwithBella

The CIA, Diddy, Suge Knight and some members of outlaws was involved in the death of Tupac and Biggie Smalls, they made them disappear because they were becoming much bigger than just ordinary rappers, Tupac was revolutionary and if Biggie became revolutionary it would have changed the course of black lives in America, Yaki Kadafi saw the shooter and was going to expose them on television in front of the world, he was depressed and knew all the bigger parties involved so on that day he went to see his girlfriend at her apartment, members of the outlaws send the teenager ( The Cousin )
to pull the trigger and kill Yaki Kadafi, after that Outlaws disappeared and one went to Saudi Arabia became muslim, Anderson must have been too hurt to open fire, i don’t think it was Keffee D, he’s just milking it, sometimes your killers are those close to you, everyone was jealous of Tupac

1) They held a secret meeting
2) Only helicopters can move that fast in a busy Vegas streets ( The CIA )
3) Removing Office Poole from the Investigation
4) Yaki Kadafi went into a hideout
5) How come Outlaws didn’t kill Orlando Anderson, if you come at my mentor, my brother or friend, rest be assured im coming back right at you, all they did was do interview’s talk their shit thats it

I can list a thousand other reasons why i think my investigation is right and makes sense



@mantisw3182

Čuj, kako to izgledaš?
Sa čime si se to namazao?
Što se tiče ovoga (pjesme),
ne bi puno. Nije to ni pjesma
ni revanje, ni kreveljenje, to je
jednostavno ništa ~ (nula - 0),
iz jednostavno razloga ~ pjesma u kojoj
se nekoliko puta čuje "mother fucker",
nije za javnost, već za zatvor dugogodišnji.
Da je imamo malo mozga, ne bi ga upucali
i danas bi bio živ, dakle ~ sam si je kriv!!
A ti, ostavi se ovakvih pjesama i sličnih
gluposti, primi se poštenog posla i od
svog života napravi nešto na ponos svojoj djeci.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Google translation, probably bad :-(

Listen, what do you look like?
What did you smear it with?
As for this (song), not much.
It's not even a song no roaring,
no whining, that is simply nothing ~ (zero - 0),

for simple reasons ~ a song in which
"mother fucker" is heard several times,
not for the public, but for years of imprisonment.
If we had a little brain, we wouldn't shoot him
he would still be alive today, so ~ it's his fault !!
And you, leave songs like this and the like
nonsense, get an honest job and from
make something of your life proud of your children.



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@user-mr2cg9yb4g

genie: you have 3 wishes
me: bring back tupac
genie: you still got 3 more wishes, that one is on me

@duckonquack5723

Dela Fozzer underrated comment

@user-kv6dz2ez1u

Damn, this comment needs more likes

@chunkymilk1565

@@user-kv6dz2ez1u it's only been 2 days.

@NNN-vc2ru

Thought you were going somewhere different with this-- the conspiracy that he is still alive.

@zomo7121

@@NNN-vc2ru same

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@DaemonTargaryen13

Diddy finally going down 😂😂😂😂 long live 2pac 💪💪

@TupacFan

About time!!

@torkemon

@Tyler.M819 cringe

@LivingwithBella

The CIA, Diddy, Suge Knight and some members of outlaws was involved in the death of Tupac and Biggie Smalls, they made them disappear because they were becoming much bigger than just ordinary rappers, Tupac was revolutionary and if Biggie became revolutionary it would have changed the course of black lives in America, Yaki Kadafi saw the shooter and was going to expose them on television in front of the world, he was depressed and knew all the bigger parties involved so on that day he went to see his girlfriend at her apartment, members of the outlaws send the teenager ( The Cousin )
to pull the trigger and kill Yaki Kadafi, after that Outlaws disappeared and one went to Saudi Arabia became muslim, Anderson must have been too hurt to open fire, i don’t think it was Keffee D, he’s just milking it, sometimes your killers are those close to you, everyone was jealous of Tupac

1) They held a secret meeting
2) Only helicopters can move that fast in a busy Vegas streets ( The CIA )
3) Removing Office Poole from the Investigation
4) Yaki Kadafi went into a hideout
5) How come Outlaws didn’t kill Orlando Anderson, if you come at my mentor, my brother or friend, rest be assured im coming back right at you, all they did was do interview’s talk their shit thats it

I can list a thousand other reasons why i think my investigation is right and makes sense

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