Dirt Gang

Dirt Gang - Hit Em lyrics

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[Hook]

I bet you know, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker

I let you off, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker

Think I won’t hit a motherfucker stop it

Knock a nigga out his fucking socket

The reason that we came to the night club

Dirt gang will turn this bitch into a fire club

Fucking on security, fuck em niggas

Riding for my partners cause I love my niggas

Screaming fuck the other side, cause I don’t trust the niggas

And I put that shit on dump out, bust a nigga!

Nigga try the squad is going out tonight, squad!

One hit will quit them, knock them out the night

If , if fight night nigga, try and take right

Go night, night nigga

With your life, life nigga

Stay hoes squad like frank night nigga

Stump a nigga out until they cut the lights on

Knock your lights out, welcome to the fight zone

All that sideway, looking fish your face away

Tmz Shawty, head like ...

[Hook]

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker

I let you off, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker

I’ma rip my shit till the death of me, squad

On with that all black strap look like west believe, destiny, squad

Wrong thing to do is knock a nigga out, kembo

Stump a nigga out with the 10 bows

We can shoot it out till the clip gone

Then left in shit on rip bones

Flashy ass gangster, knock them out with Chiue shit on

Rambo make them shooters come, my young niggas they shoot for fun

One swaing, all swaing, who the fuck gonn shoot the one

Doing to these niggas like they do to you

My nigga died fine so all I do is shoot

My name Burgundy but currently I’m red up

I beat your motherfucking ass if we gonna head up

They said they hard just start singing to the popos

Jury blinging cut my slinging like I’m rolls mode

10 17, be a sims ... they don’t want war

They just wanna beat you

[Hook]

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker

I let you off, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker

Ain’t no down right I got it

I’m bout to get violent

Cause nigga talking that fuck shit

Done got them nigga excited

I’ma start a riot, but now all niggas ain’t 2 chains

I’m mean fate, with 2 struck

That highlight...

I bet you know, hit em motherfucker

Shit me, I bet I win

With all that barbeque mugging

Before I go I been grill

It’s pound hoe, hound hoe

So nigga who the fuck is you

Hunned deep in the club

One swaing, all swaing,

Got a true piece like I live

Put them to sleep, no IV

Knock the game like sugar shame

When I throw them things you gonna feel the pain

I ain’t tryina talk, I just point a finger

Then your ass getting beat like on Jerry Springer

This that knock you out,

Now step in the ring get boxed out

Having young boys ...like what now

What? No need for bitches suck a better touch up

I stump a nigga up when he run up..

[Hook]

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker

I let you off, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em, hit em motherfucker

Hit em motherfucker, hit em motherfucker.

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