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Hit em up liverpool style
« on: October 31, 2006, 07:30:28 PM »
Hit' Em Up Liverpool Style
by Liverpool FC & The Kop

got this from a liverpool forum

You all ain't got no motherfuckin balls
That's why we fucked yo' club, you motherfucker
(take cups) Merseyside!!
Club killers
(take cups) You know who the realest club is
(take cups) We bring it to you
(take cups)

Verse One: LFC
First off, fuck your club and the titles you claim
Merseyside when we ride come equipped with game
You all claim to be players but we fucked your side
We bust on Milan playas ya all fucked for life
Plus Shevchenko tryin ta see us dem weak legs we rip
Maldini and Seerdorf mark ass bitches
Liverpool will keep on comin' co’s we chasin for da titles
steady runnin, we keep on bustin at the nets, you know the rules
Little Crespo, go ask ya homies in Chelsea how we left ya
Liverpool cut your young ass up & left your two goals in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Nesta, don't fuck around with real Champs
Liverpool quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha pitch, so fuck please
Liverpool let them know it's on for life
So let the Merseyside ride tonight hahahah
AC Milan got beat on da pitch, and killed
Fuck wit' us and get ya caps peeled, you know ... see ...

Chorus: LFC & The Kop

Grab ya boots, when you see Liverpool
Call da FA, when you see Liverpool, uhh
Who scored one , but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of the Liverpool menace
We hit em' up...

Interlude: LFC
Check this out, you muthafuckas know what game this is
Why are we even on this pitch
ya'll ain't even on our level
We gonna let our reserve homies play on you
bitch made-ass AC Milan bitches -- deal with it !!

Verse Two: LFC Reserves

Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
AC Milan just got Beat
Little Nesta up in defence, let me strike one on his back
Jon Dahl Tomasson need to get spanked right, for tryin to set track
wannabe play maker, We ain't never heard-a ya
Poisinous speed attacks when we playin ya
Like da shank Liverpool style when we playin ya
Guard your rank, cause Liverpool slam ya in the pitch
Inzaghi ya weakling, a fuckin sub is all you can be, fucka
we smoked da pitch on ya junior AC Milan click in front of ya, fucka
With the ready power tuckin my Addidas
ya clout, pretty sour wen we get games every hour
and we hit em up

Chorus : LFC & The Kop

Grab ya boots, when you see Liverpool
Call da FA, when you see Liverpool, uhh
Who scored one , but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of the Liverpool menace
We hit em' up...

Verse Three: LFC

Peeps this how Liverpool do it, we keep it real, it's pure skill
this aint no freestyle battle, all you clubs gettin
beat with ya nets open
tryin to come up offa us, you all in Europe hoping
playin ball it's like a sherm high
Playas think they learned to fly
But they got beat muthafucka, AC Milan deserve to die
Talkin bout you gettin goals but its funny to us
all you playas live in worry while you're playin with us
We are self made milionairs
Ball playin out in Anfield, Gerrard in the air, hahaha
Milan, remember when we let you score three on our game
and beg the ref to let you win the fouls, ahh fuckin shame
Now its all about Liverpool, you tried to copy our style
Three goals couldn't drop us, we took it, and smiled
Now we back to set the record straight
We still the squad you all love to hate
Motherfucker, we hit em up

Verse Four: LFC

We from Merseyside, where quality playas occur
No points to be calmer, we bringin drama to all you clubs
Knuckle check the scenario, Little Inzaghi you fake ass
we bring you to your knees
Tryin Playin, pleas cuz this ain't your area
Lil Costa, is you coked up, or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Milan click smoked up, what the fuck
is you STUPID?!?! we takin cups, aim to defend and score through Europe
with my click passin, shootin and winnin
with 15 shots like a glock in your net
AC Milan click try movin up another notch
And let Juventus get mopped and dropped
All you fake-ass Italian clubs

Verse Four: The Kop

Yous wanna be a Liverpool style playa
We tell ya to ya face you all aint shit but a faker
Softer than Man Utd tryin to be a chaser
Ya all got beat for the cup
Sergio Serginho approach the pitch
like a wannabe playa with little Stam in a defence role, we poke
Totin smoke, we aint no muthafuckin joke
Ball playin wannabeez betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, our defence still smokin
no need for hopin its a game lost, we get across
Mutherfucka We hit em up

Outro: LFC
Now you tell us who won
We see them, they run
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior AC Milan click togging up tryin ta be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Greatest when we always on our game
We millionaires, winning all da time ain't fair but we alwayz doin it
Oh yeah, Nelson Dida, you wanna fuck with us?
You young ass goalie motherfucker
Don't one of you playas almost get red carded or somethin?
You fuckin with us you fuck around
and have a cramp or a broken leg
You all better back the fuck out, fore you get knocked the fuck out
That's how we do it on Merseyside
Any of you playas from Europe that wanna bring it bring it
we ain't defending, we bringin drama you fucking roach’s
Fuck you and your motherfuckin coach’s
We gonna beat all you motherfuckers
Now when we came back we told you it was just about AC Milan
Then everybody had to open their mouth with their motherfuckin opinion
Well this how we gonna do this
Fuck Man United
Fuck Arsenal
Fuck Chelsea an staff with their record
and their motherfuckin crew
And if you wanna be down with AC Milan
Then fuck you too
Michael Owen, fuck you too, you young ass muthafucka
All you playas, fuck you too

(take cups)
(take cups)
Alla y'all playas, fuck you lose slow motherfucker
Liverpool academy make sure all y'all juniors don't grow
You playas can't be us or see us
We the motherfuckin Cup King ridahs Merseyside till we die!
Out here in Anfield we warn ya we'll beat all you motherfuckers
We do our job
You think you da club, playa we the motherfuckin club
Ain't nuttin but skill and the real playas
All you motherfuckers feel us
Our winnnings going triple and four-quadruple in seasons
(take cups)
You playas laugh as our staff got Liverpool at they
motherfuckers back, you know how it is
When we break records they feel it
You playas can't see us, fuck AC Milan
We the realest, FUCK EM, we club beatin *echoes*
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