Hit 'em Up [Part 1]

Go Hoddy

Go Hoddy [HODINEM}

Go Hoddy

Go Hoddy

Aiiyo!!

First off fuck you bitch and the shit you say,

Diss me but at least I don't binge ad ain't gay

You claim to be big-boned but you'll fuck up your life

So fuck you fatboy drop the food lets fight

Plus, I'll pay your liposuction your stomachs full of shit

You fat cunt and white lard-assed dickhead

I'll keep on punchin' you think its fnny when your lettin' off akef

Eatin' more food while I'm punchin at your chest, you need torest

Die later, go ask the slimfast high leaders about their five waysto eat that you don't see when they released

Yo, Sweeney you shouldn't fuck around with me, coz you ain'tready for your next eat...

So fuck leeks, I'll let ya fat-ass know we iz rivals for life

But you might fuckin' die tonight (HaHa)

Fatboy killed himself on a big steak grill

Fuck wit me and get your stomach drilled...

You know

CHORUS: Grab 380's when ya see Hodson

Call the cops when ya see Hodson

You ate all you could at the picnic

I hope you relapse any minute

Motherfucker, you eat 'em up

Yo check this out your fat-ass ain't even on my level,

I'ma finish my fuckin' rhyme, you fat lard-assed faggot

Yo!

Eat all ya can, yo.

Eat all ya can, yo

One day your heart'll stop

Hodinem, fightin' back, you'll have a heart attack

Ben Sweeney gettin' his fat-ass floored for talkin' back loads

Fat-ass I'll murder ya, I'll show ya where the burgers are, at myown restaurant while you get the piss-took

Drop, the Mars, then ya heart'll stop, call the cops,

I'ma beat ya fat-ass Sweeney watch.

Now I Got all my homies makin' fun of ya Sweeney

Where's ya fuckin' mother now, there's only one of ya Sweeney

You a fat bastard, you can't fuckin' chase me,

While I run for seven minutes to the motherfuckin' P-U-B.

CHORUS: Grab 380's when ya see Hodson

Call the cops when ya see Hodson

You ate all you could at the picnic

I hope you relapse any minute

Motherfucker, you eat 'em up

You got a fat-ass but you ain't on no mission

Still, this ain't no freestyle of Ben gettin' killed with hisstomach open

Eatin' more and more shit, I hope you iz just chokin'

You'll have a stroke, an now we know why you never fucked with meafter that time

Coz you a fat motherfucker, you should cut down on the slim

Talkin' 'bout ya fuckin' dinner, it iz funny to me

You never get in trouble, I hope you choke on your tea

I'ma hard-headed fuckin' G,

I hope ya choke on ya fuckin' tea

Hey Ben, remember when I told you to fuck off that day?

It was obvious you'd eaten gravy

Now its all dessert, you gave up fuck all

49 thousand chips covered in gravy

While my songs makin' records break

2 and a half million sales by the second week

Motherfucker, you eat 'em up!

I'm twattin' ya now cuz I can't shoot you in school

Fuck that shit, I got an uzi in my bag

Get this shit off your dinner plate

Your pupils are dialated, you are pervailated

You will never get appriciated

I hope I watch 'em bury you, bastard

Cuz fat cunts get fucked up and choked up

If that don't work you'll get your throat cut

"What tha fuck?"

Iz you stupid?

I choke ya Sweeney with a fuckin' guitar chord and stuff ya incardboard

Chopped up in a box, wit all ya flabby parts

I'll stomp on ya heart

Hodinem up in here, kill ya mother while you watch

If I were you I'd lock ya doors

Cuz I'll beat ya up worse that Tupac Shakur

You a fat bastard

Gettin' heart attack seizures

I'll feed ya cheese-burgers from McDonalds and McGreases

Fat bastard

Fattened up fuck up

Hodinem will always be

I'll kill ya and leave the country!!!