Master P - Hit Em Up lyrics

[Master P] A 211 in progress 'Cause I'm the type of n***a that the police can't arrest I'm going crazy, kickin' down doors Breakin' in homes, and with my nine, I'm robbin' f**in' liquor stores I'm droppin' things on you punk a** b**hes From the streets and I keep 'em all listenin' s**as tried to play the P in nine-one I came with f**in' rhymes like a shotgun I'm breakin' 'em like bouldas A million plus fans and mother f**as I told ya That the P would come through like a bullet co*k the mic like a gauge, grab the handle and then pull it Don't give a f** about the radio n***a Gangsta lyrics that make my mother f**in' partners bigger I roll around town four n***as deep Bumpin' sh** like f** the police See I can never f**in' sell out I was born in the ghetto, so the ghettos what I talk about One wrong move in the game and your f**ed And if I think your going do me, I'm gonna shoot your a** up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mother f**as up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mothe f**as up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot the mother f**as Shoot the mother f**as up [Master P] a lot of labels try to play in nine-two They didn't really think the P would come through And n***as just dissin' Now I went big time, I got 'em all a** kissin' I roll in the Benzo, sittin' on Lorenzos Now the same record company's at my window I guess they want to talk, talk about what Heh, makin' me a star Well you gotta pay me Cause to the Underground alone I done sold hella tapes Thanks to my hookup, my concerts are booked up The same companies mad they over-looked us Thick a** contracts to get a n***a stuck And then my lawyer say you ain't legit, I gotta shoot you up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot them mother f**as up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot Shoot them mother f**as up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot the mother f**as Shoot the mother f**as up [Master P] So I refuse to get paid like them other dummies Sellin' hella tapes and ain't makin' no money You see I gotta f** 'em up I started my own company, that's how a n***a f**in' came up Lookin' for district b**hes But like my homie SKI it ain't nothin' but prostitution So I refuse to get f**ed like a hoe That's why a n***a make sh** for the god damn streets bro Now the underground I rule Success came fast but I done paid hella dues a lot of rappers try ????, like sayin' they in jail, to make they tapes sell Or poppin' that nasty sh** Show some p**y on the cover, and talk about eatin' a b**h But I can never just stunt I make that hard-core sh** that n***as want to pump I'm puttin' hits on n***as in the rap game I'm takin' 'em out just like the f**in' dope game You run up on P pump your pressin' your luck I pack a nine cause I just might shoot a n***a up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mother f**as up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mother f**as up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Yo P, what Shoot them mother f**as up [Master P] Yeah n***as you better break your mother f**in' selves You know what I'm sayin' 'Cause Master P is comin' straight gangsta hard-core With this Underground sh** for the nine-two You know what I'm sayin', we shootin' n***as up this year I got my partner Calli G close to me Silkk, see-Murder, Fonzo, Sonya see, SKI, and CMT in the mother f**in' house With this laid-back a** dope track Check this out, we straight k**in' mother f**as this year So you can take it how you want to you know what i'm sayin' You better run b**h!