Hit 'Em Up - 2Pac

Written by：Shakur/Dennis Lambert/Franne Golde/Duane S. Hitchings

I ain't got no motherf**kin' friends

我没有所谓的朋友

That's why I f**ked yo' b**ch you fat motherf**ker

Take money

所以我和你的女人尽情缠绵

拿上钱

West Side Bad Boy killas

西部坏男孩杀手

Take money

拿上钱

You know who the realest is

你知道谁更真实

Take money

拿上钱

We bring it too

我们也会带上钱

Take money

拿上钱

First off f**k yo' b**ch and the clique you claim

首先你和你所谓的私党离我远点

Westside when we ride come equipped with game

You claim to be a player but I f**ked your wife

当我们西部整装待发

你说要做花花公子 可我和你的女人尽情缠绵

We bust on Bad Boys niggas f**ked for life

我们这辈子和坏男孩干上了

Plus Puffy tryna see me weak hearts I rip

另外 Puffy试着观察我微弱的心跳

Biggie Smalls and Junior M A F I A is some mark a** b**ches

我手撕自以为是的Biggie和JuniorMAFIA以及那些女人

We keep on comin' while we runnin' for your jewels

Steady gunnin' keep on bustin' at them fools you know the rules

为了你的珍宝 我们不断奔跑

拿好枪 对准他们这些笨蛋 你也知道这所有的规则

Lil' Caesar go ask your homie how I'll leave ya

一会儿结束 告诉你的兄弟 我是如何离开你的

Cut your young a** up leave you in pieces now be deceased

我会把你撕成碎片 让你成为死人

Lil' Kim don't f**k around with real G's

Quick to snatch yo' ugly a** off the streets so f**k peace

不要麻烦老大

快点儿滚出街区

I'll let them niggas know it's on for life

我会让你们这些家伙知道 这是生命的代价

Don't let the Westside ride tonight ha ha ha

今夜不要让西部统领一切

Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed

坏男孩被暗杀 已经死了

f**k with me and get yo' caps peeled you know

See grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac

和我作对 我会让你丢掉性命

看见2Pac 记得抓紧你手中的枪

Call the cops when you see 2Pac uh

看见2Pac 记得叫警察

Who shot me

谁对我开了枪

But you punks didn't finish

但你们这笨蛋却杀不死我

Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace

现在我要让你感受到我愤怒的后果

Ni**a I hit 'em up

干掉他们

Check this out you motherf**kers know what time it is

你们这些混蛋知道这是什么时候

I don't know why I'm even on this track

我还不知道我为什么会在这里

Y'all niggas ain't even on my level

你们这些家伙压根不是我的对手

I'ma let my little homies ride

我要让我的小兄弟来碾压你们

On you b**ch made a** Bad Boy b**ches feel it

你们这些混蛋

Get out the way yo get out the way yo

滚开 滚开

Biggie Smalls just got dropped

已经不行了

Little Moo' pass the MAC

And let me hit him in his back

从Little Moo到MAC

现在让我从背后给他们一击

Frank White needs to get spanked right for settin' traps

Frank White需要被教训

Little accident murderer

小小的谋杀者

And I ain't never heard of ya

我还没听过你

Poisonous gats attack when I'm servin' ya

让我给你致命的一击

Spank ya shank ya whole style when I gank

使出你全部的技能

Guard your rank 'cause I'ma slam your a** in the paint

我会将你手刃

Puffy weaker than the f**kin' block I'm runnin' through ni**a

Puffy还不如那些你们这些家伙

And I'm smokin' Junior M A F I A in front of you ni**a

With the ready power

我会在JuniorMAFIA 面前抽烟

我已蓄势待发

Tucked in my Guess under my Eddie Bauer

在Eddie Bauer的命令下

Your clout petty sour

你的回击 相当讨厌

I push packages every hour I hit 'em up

时刻准备着 干掉他们

Grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac

Call the cops when you see 2Pac uh

看见2Pac 记得抓紧你手中的枪

看见2Pac 记得叫警察

Who shot me

谁对我开了枪

But you punks didn't finish

但你们这笨蛋却杀不死我

Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace

Ni**a I hit 'em up

现在我要让你感受到我愤怒的后果

干掉他们

Peep how we do it keep it real as penitentiary steel

窥视我们如何做到这一点 将其视为收容所

This ain't no freestyle battle all you niggas gettin' killed

这不是自由说唱比赛 你们所有人都会死

With your mouths open

张大你们的嘴巴

Tryna come up off of me you in the clouds hopin'

Smokin' d**e it's like a sherm high

超越我不过是奢望

你可能吸太多了

Niggas think they learned to fly

你们这些家伙认为他们学会了飞

But they burn motherf**ker you deserve to die

但他们却自找死路

Talkin' about you gettin' money but it's funny to me

说你赚了钱 对我而言不过是笑话

All you niggas livin' bummy why you f**kin' with me

和我作对 你们都将会无处可归

I'm a self made millionaire

我是白手起家的百万富翁

Thug livin' out of prison pistols in the air ha ha

我是监狱之外的暴徒

Biggie remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch

Biggie 记得我曾让你睡在沙发上

And beg a b**ch to let you sleep in the house

并且祈求女人让你睡在家里

Now it's all about Versace you copied my style

现在轮到Versace 你抄袭了我的风格

Five shots couldn't drop me I took it and smiled

五枪也没让我倒下 我活了下来 还对你微笑

Now I'm back to set the record straight

现在我要发行专辑

With my AK I'm still the thug that you love to hate

拿着我的手枪 我依旧是你憎恶的暴徒

Motherf**ker I hit 'em up

I'm from N E W Jers' where plenty of murders occurs

干掉他们

我来自谋杀多发地 新泽西

No points or commas we bring drama to all you herbs

我们会让你们所有人听到艺术

Now go check the scenario Lil' Cease

little Cease 现在到你了

I'll bring you fake G's to your knees coppin' pleas in de Janeiro

我会揭开你虚伪的面具 让你跪下

Little Kim is you coked up or doped up

Little Kim你是受到刺* 还是吸多了

Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up

little Junior Whopper不要再说谎了

What the f**k is you stupid

你装什么傻

I take money crash and mash through Brooklyn

我带着钱 穿越布鲁克林

With my click lootin' shootin' and pollutin' your block

With a 15 shot cocked Glock to your knot

用我的战利品 在你的街区射击 破坏

用上15发子弹

Outlaw MAFIA clique movin' up another notch

非法黑手*上升到了另一个阶段

And your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped

然后你会惨败

All your fake a** East Coast props brainstormed and locked

所有的谎言都会被封杀

You's a beat biter a Pac style taker

I'll tell you to your face you ain't sh*t but a faker

你是个窃贼

我告诉你 你什么都不是 只是个骗子

Softer than Alize with a chaser

比Alize还要软弱

About to get murdered for the paper

你已经被金钱迷惑

E D I Mean approach the scene of the caper

Like a loc with Little Ceas' in a choke

EDI想要模仿的镜头

就像一个地道的杀手

Gun totin' smoke we ain't no motherf**kin' joke

屏住呼吸 吸上一口

Thug Life niggas better be knowin'

暴徒生活 比想象的更好

We approachin' in the wide open gun smokin'

我们在接近户外 枪口在冒烟

No need for hopin' it's a battle lost

I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off

不希望战斗停止

音乐结束 我会很生气

Ni**a I hit 'em up

干掉他们

Now you tell me who won

现在告诉我 谁是胜利者

I see them they run ha ha

我看见他们跑了

They don't wanna see us

他们不想看见我们

Whole Junior M A F I A clique dressin' up tryna be us

Junior MAFIA 想要装成我们的样子

How the f**k they gonna be the mob

他们这些混蛋在做什么

When we always on our job

当我们在工作时

We millionaires killin' ain't fair

我们百万富翁杀人并不公平

But somebody gotta do it

但总得有人这么做

Oh yeah Mobb Deep you wanna f**k with us

就你们还想和我们作对

You little young a** motherf**kers

你们太嫩了

Don't one of you niggas got sickle cell or somethin'

你们是傻了吗

You're f**kin' with me ni**a

You f**k around and have a seizure or a heart attack

你这混蛋

和我作对 你会被抓到 或者你会心脏病发作

You better back the f**k up

你最好滚回去

Before you get smacked the f**k up

在被我揍之前

This is how we do it on our side

这是我们应当做的

Any of you niggas from New York that wanna bring it bring it

任何你们这些来自纽约的人都想要捣乱

But we ain't singin' we bringin' drama

但我们并不只是唱歌 我们是在歌唱艺术

F**k you and yo' motherf**kin' mama

混蛋 去死吧

We gon' kill all you motherf**kers

我们会杀了你们这些混蛋

Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie

Then everybody had to open their mouth

现在让我告诉你 这些都是针对Biggie的

现在都张开你们的嘴

With a motherf**kin' opinion

发表你们的意见

Well this is how we gonna do this f**k Mobb Deep f**k Biggie

这就会是我们要做的 该死的Biggie

F**k Bad Boy as a staff record label and as a motherf**kin' crew

去死吧 所有坏男孩成员 你们这个混蛋组合

And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy then f**k you too

Chino XL f**k you too

若想要和坏男孩一起倒下 那一起去死吧

Chino XL 你也去死吧

All you motherf**kers f**k you too

你们这些所有的混蛋

Take money take money

带上钱 带上钱

All of y'all motherf**kers f**k you die slow

Motherf**ker my 44 make sho' all y'all kids don't grow

你们所有都去死吧

我的手枪不会让你的孩子长大

You motherf**kers can't be us or see us

你们这些混蛋不可能成为我们或者看见我们

We motherf**kin' Thug Life ridas Westside 'til we die

我们会过着暴徒生活 到死都会统治着西部

Out here in California ni**a we warned ya

在加利福尼亚 我们警告过你们

We'll bomb on you motherf**kers

We do our job

会将你们炸死

我们在执行我们的任务

You think you mob Ni**a we the motherf**kin' mob

你觉得你们是暴徒 小子 我们才是

Ain't nothin' but killas

我们是杀手

And the real niggas all you motherf**kers feel us

感受到了没有

Our sh*t goes triple and 4 quadruple

我们的力量是你们的三倍 你们的四倍

You niggas laugh 'cause our staff got guns under their motherf**kin' belts

你们在笑 但我们的兄弟已经能够拿好了枪

You know how it is when we drop records they felt

我们在发专辑时 他们能感受到

You niggas can't feel it we the realest

而你们这些家伙却感受不到 我们才是最真实的

F**k 'em we Bad Boy killas

去死吧 我们是坏男孩杀手