Nothing to Lose movie - Hit Em Up lyrics
rate meSong by Master P f/ Tru (Silkk, C-Murder), Mercedez<br /><br>
I got nu-thin to lose (ungh!)<br>
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my tennis shoes<br>
I got nu-thin to lose<br>
Pass me a ski mask a glock, and my tennis shoes (ungh!)<br>
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[Chorus: Mercedez]<br>
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You need to get, your life together<br>
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
South money and hustlin, don't last forever <br>
(Hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
Some say that G's make the world go round<br>
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
You say you got nothin to lose, but who got a back when ya down? <br>
(Hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
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[Master P]<br>
Man, I'm bout it, bout to get rowdy<br>
I ain't even trippin if y'all fools doubt me<br>
Penetentiary chances, I done danced with it<br>
Died and went Hell, came back, down to do whatever<br>
Hit em up (hit em up) stick em up, pick em up<br>
I hope ya got insurance on ya brand new truck<br>
Mama need food in the icebox<br>
And I need some new Jordan with some white sock<br>
Bout to rob Peter, to pay Paul<br>
The ghetto got me crazy, but I won't fall<br>
On my way to Arizona, got it sewed up<br>
down South with the task all on it [sirens]<br>
Bout to put five in the stash box<br>
Called the C-Murder up for them plastic glocks<br>
Beeper ringin, Silkk forgot the neck on some chicken<br>
Cristal, parlay with Beck, gettin riches<br>
No longer, livin in condos<br>
It's mansions and fifty inch windows<br>
Marble floors, tailor made suits<br>
Lex Luthor, Ferraris, windows be bulletproof<br>
Me work a nine to five, fool I like the good life<br>
Seen mama so much, she slapped my face cause I ain't livin right<br>
Me give it up, I get rowdy<br>
Grabbed the gat, hit the street and the highway, I'm bout it, bout it<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[Silkk the Shocker]<br>
I gots, nuthin to lose, I'm on the run like The Fugitive<br>
My spot kinda hot, so I can't go where I used to live<br>
Me and P ridin dirty, in the Yukon<br>
Bout to get caught in due time, different place every state a new crime<br>
Grab a ski mask and two nines, say money make the world go round<br>
from out between the knocks I lets em in<br>
Can't lose, gotta win, false move, end up in the pen<br>
How many I kill goin for the cash<br>
Dude, I gotta do it for the stash<br>
Fill the getaway car up with gas, with the smash<br>
Whatever we make, P, we goin in half<br>
A nigga sex money and greed, costs of livin lavish<br>
Hey I'ma get ya for what you got<br>
If you ain't got it, act like you don't have it<br>
I grab my gun before I grab my shoes<br>
Everything on the line, so I can't lose<br>
Man, look, you know Silkk, you know I'm bout to act a fool<br>
So I'm a be gon away like a breeze<br>
Run through like, all type of trees<br>
I ain't gon stop til the cops say freeze, I can't lose<br>
<br>
[Master P]<br>
I got nuthin to lose<br>
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my tennis shoes<br>
<br>
[Chorus]<br>
<br>
[Mercedez]<br>
We're in it deep, and we're in it to win it<br>
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
In other words, there ain't no stoppin No Limit<br>
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
Master P, Mercedez, T-R-U<br>
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
After them, dead presidents, cause we have nuthin to lose <br>
(Hit em up, get em up, stick em up)<br>
<br>
[C-Murder]<br>
Little bro (Whattup?) Check this out (Whoa)<br>
I ain't walk around with that fool (Why, what happened to that youngsta?)<br>
Man but Will had it comin, ya heard me? (no) He had it comin, bro (no)<br>
You know what I'm sayin, what happenin? (Holla at ya people)<br>
I wasn't even high, though, I wasn't high (no)<br>
Some kinda way, knowhatI'msayin? I'ma get mine (I'm fo sho gon get it)<br>
Gotta pay the bills, bro (Huh, bro?)<br>
I gotta get them meals, you know what I'm sayin? Fo' scheeze (Whoa, now)<br>
I ain't got nuthin to lose (Huh, bro?)<br>
Got what? Everything to gain, you know what I'm sayin?<br>
(Oh, gots to have that there)<br>
Bro, ghetto got me crazy (I feed them children)<br>
Dead, I'm on the run (Huh, bro?) nut I gotta gun<br>
Man, me and Dead Joe, down here actin a donkey (Huh, bro?)<br>
Actin bad, hit three licks today, Third Ward style (uh-huh)<br>
Like P say, I gotta get my cornbread (ohh)<br>
cabbage, and my greens (Oh... oh we gots to get that there)<br>
Yeah you know I'm Tru to this, I mean really, in other words<br>
I ain't got nuttin to lose, ya heard me? (Say that then)<br>
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