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We Can Hit Lyrics – Mike WiLL Made-It
Soundtrack: Creed II Lyrics
We Can Hit Text
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit (Aye)
b**ches talkin' reckless forgetting the significance (They is)
I don't need no fighting, I'm showing up and I'm recking sh*t (I am)
b**ches throwin' shade my way, but I'm ain't sweatin' it (I ain't)
I can beat your ass without putting any effort in (I can)
Your nigga identical to what's between your legs and sh*t (Pussy)
Penny pinchin' ass b**ch, you stuck on some petty sh*t (Ha)
Respect this sh*t or you gon' end up injured by your neck and sh*t
Real niggas go grab hands, my niggas cashing checks and sh*t
My people ready b**ch
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm still a ghetto pistol holding, but I got them hands
I give a f**k about a nigga, meet me where you f**kin' stand
b**ch please, I might Creed, known to make a nigga flee
Any day catch a fade and have you leakin' in the street
b**ch, I be on that stupid sh*t I he going crazy
Doing our thing throwed off, Draco before middle school
Standin' real tall, like he hard, but his ass soft
Got a glass jaw, I'm a mutha f**kin' south paw (Yeah)
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
What it do boy, huh hide your chin boy
Huh, you a green boy, why you makin' a scene boy
Huh, I drop clean then I jump in the ring boy
Like a beat, when the bell ring I swing boy (Huh)
Oh, you actin' (Hit) Oh, you actin' up (Boy)
What's gon' happen, when somebody smack you up (Smack)
TKO just because he wanna be tough (Tough)
Bet you fold (fold) when somebody call your bluff (Yeah)
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit (Aye)
Crank it up in the parking lot
What these b**ches talkin' about
Lately I been seein' a lot
Lately I been hitting the lot
Gold gloves, gold gloves
I don't remember where the apartment was
You remember me from MOB
Throwin' bows C.I.T.E.
Nigga don't impress me, test me
Talkin"bout f**k sh*t
f**k around gon' be in the I.C.U.
Nigga forever we come through
And nigga we gon' hit
If you talkin' 'bout stank hoe Dj Dj Domo
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit (Aye)
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit (Aye)
b**ches talkin' reckless forgetting the significance (They is)
I don't need no fighting, I'm showing up and I'm recking sh*t (I am)
b**ches throwin' shade my way, but I'm ain't sweatin' it (I ain't)
I can beat your ass without putting any effort in (I can)
Your nigga identical to what's between your legs and sh*t (Pussy)
Penny pinchin' ass b**ch, you stuck on some petty sh*t (Ha)
Respect this sh*t or you gon' end up injured by your neck and sh*t
Real niggas go grab hands, my niggas cashing checks and sh*t
My people ready b**ch
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm still a ghetto pistol holding, but I got them hands
I give a f**k about a nigga, meet me where you f**kin' stand
b**ch please, I might Creed, known to make a nigga flee
Any day catch a fade and have you leakin' in the street
b**ch, I be on that stupid sh*t I he going crazy
Doing our thing throwed off, Draco before middle school
Standin' real tall, like he hard, but his ass soft
Got a glass jaw, I'm a mutha f**kin' south paw (Yeah)
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
What it do boy, huh hide your chin boy
Huh, you a green boy, why you makin' a scene boy
Huh, I drop clean then I jump in the ring boy
Like a beat, when the bell ring I swing boy (Huh)
Oh, you actin' (Hit) Oh, you actin' up (Boy)
What's gon' happen, when somebody smack you up (Smack)
TKO just because he wanna be tough (Tough)
Bet you fold (fold) when somebody call your bluff (Yeah)
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit (Aye)
Crank it up in the parking lot
What these b**ches talkin' about
Lately I been seein' a lot
Lately I been hitting the lot
Gold gloves, gold gloves
I don't remember where the apartment was
You remember me from MOB
Throwin' bows C.I.T.E.
Nigga don't impress me, test me
Talkin"bout f**k sh*t
f**k around gon' be in the I.C.U.
Nigga forever we come through
And nigga we gon' hit
If you talkin' 'bout stank hoe Dj Dj Domo
You say you sticking to the script
Save that poppin' at the lip and put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit we can hit
We can hit we can hit
Grab a shoulder can you dig
In my zone we splittin'wigs
Ain't no time for talkin' sh*t
Put your hands up
Nigga, we can hit
We can hit we can hit
We can hit (Aye)

Creed II
Soundtrack Lyrics for Movie, 2018
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