H.A.W.K. - Hit Em Up lyrics

[Hook] All my playas in the house, won't you go on get em up If you stacking to the ceiling, won't you go on hit em up (all my G's in the place, sipping throw your cups up If you bringing like you singing baby, throw your Rolley's up) Now all the ladies in the house, won't you go on back it up If you hit licks breaking tricks, go on get em up (for my hustlers on the grind, you gotta go on throw it up And for my women getting paper, let me see you show up) [Mike D] Po' some'ing roll some'ing, it's on my ni' I plan to leave this thang tonight, with a jazzy figga Some'ing thoed and tall, hop in the Benz and floss Fish gutting out the lot, doing ninety to the spot You see the ice n***a, when we step through the do' I see you working that mosquito, back it up on the flo' You make a playa wan' boogie, scuff up his Gucci boots But I play the wall, and let you know I'm peeping you Tow away and act it right, and bring me back the number I know your game lil' mama, plus you working with some'ing See a playa can't hang, in the club too long Shoot through snatch some cot, hit the do' and it's on Straight to the room, with a fat sweet to the dome Let the headboard knock, while you scream Corleone I'm trying to stretch you like a besser, keep that a** pent up Baby this one for the hood, while I hit that thang up [Big Moe] The Southside Playaz, will tear this mother up When we step into the party, ladies back that thang up All my playas in this place, go 'head and throw your cups up If you bringing like you singing, let me see you hit em up [Mr. 3-2] Now go on shake go on break it, for the G-O-V Bounce that thang for daddy, and the S.U.C We D-I-P, in the club getting gone All the jazzy broads choosing, so I'm taking some'ing home Now get wired up, and get fired up Everybody, let me see you throw your side up Hit em up hit em up, baby on the dance flo' And put your cups in the sky, if you bout your papo' From the back to the front, it's crunk with no plexing Worldwide Southside Playaz, and we wrecking Doing it like veterans, going live on stage 2000, and they let Corleone out the cage [Hook] [H.A.W.K.] All my playas, throw your Rolley's in the air All my hoes, go on shake your derriere Mike D, G-O-V do you like what you see If my boys don't like her, she must be ugly n***as mean mugging me, when I hit the scene With a full cup of lean, creased Iceberg jeans Bezeltyne bling-bling, broads on ding-a-ling When they see the 600, with the falling screens If you know what I mean, hit em up hit em up You about your cream, girl strut your stuff Now shake that bu*t, playas throw your sets up Cause the H-A-W-K, bout to tear this mother up [Big Moe] The Southside Playaz, will tear this mother up When we step into the party, ladies back that thang up All my playas in this place, go 'head and throw your cups up If you bringing like you singing, let me see you hit em up [Hook] [Big Moe] Southside Playaz, showing up It's Big Moe, and I'm po'ing up Southside uh 3-2, uh Mike D And my boy, Clay-Doe H-A-W-K, Moe-Yo blowing hay Oooh-oooh yeeeeah