Hitman (feat. OddJob Da Truth)
ACE_OP
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I keep it hitting like a hit man it's band been Dripping I been kicking not a kickstand I step in Lanes like construction I be drilling on a mission 50 cal k style risk dribble when I lift it I just hit the club you know I'm rolling got the stick in Ammunition too nigga make me put the clip in I turn niggas into tortillas and niggas get to dipping Watch me check em' off the list motherfucker cause I'm the hitman Yeah yeah yeah yeah now you niggas on the run evils deeds yeah I'm the one I hit the back job got the front golden eye a golden gun You said you really want the clout charge em up and get him clouted Sosa shit the shit I'm on Ice cream man we Bout it Bout it What the f*ck these niggas on I see yo chain is kind of cloudy Seen a rapper standing by I said get the f*ck from round me Got a choppa on my hip to make you do the Ricky Bobby It's like we playing hide and seek it's fucked up the way I found em Well f*ck it yeah bow bow bow bow bow bow Shots fired I'm for hire you want a round then saddle down Or saddle up and test your luck mortal Kombat fatal It's flawless how we kick it nigga I pitch shit no missing Back to pitching infra red targeted up at his head Job said we gone kill em it ain't Odd if I don't feel em If he sliding then I'm with em' in the trunk riding silly Dark knight joker clown hit yo front it pop a wheelie I ain't talking bout no white boy I pulled p with the Billy This ain't no joke but this pistol bout to slap a nigga silly I'm bout to really fill up banks like I really came from Philly They know my flow be going hot like a fresh bowl of that chilly I would say free my niggas but none of my niggas in the pin But if I want a nigga hammered in the jam I know a scam Like a canvas paint the pic you all talk I'm all show No effort backwoods I'll blow while my goblins get yo toll I'm a savage with the package I just came back with a load I get em gone and have that nigga leaping up just like a toad The fiends be blowing up my line and I just got it off the stove I shake it up like 10 to 4 like you about to get this roll Just like a egg I'll get you yolked Peter paid the piper 6 8 4 10 lay the dice I pick and roll and yo chances to live is slim to low And the circle of life I stand alone in the middle at the top of the chain I'm on My time yo Rolex and that phone it don't compare to the time I'm on Anywhere I step I drip with the OP drip I flex no stick but I told you this I am always with a pole khali I lift any nigga with a problem I deem legit Scratch that on his cause I don't really mouses rats, rodents, roaches stomp em Glizzy leaving memories of niggas for their baby mommas Big ole chop got to role with this got a perfect aim I don't miss shit Banana clip bout to get you split I took his chain he ain't do shit Better pick up don't give two fucks I hit you up I got two puts Not pizza hut put him in the box this shit be hot better get yo stuff
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