The Hit lyrics

The Hit lyrics

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The Hit lyrics

Send "The Hit" Ringtone to your Cell [Intro][Joe Mafia] Shit, pass the clubs it over here Fuck, damn, yeah nigga thought it was soft Get the fuck up nigga, no doubt Niggas got Napolean down Gassed their whole scene [Napolean] Yo, trial of the century, nosy bitches came from 50 states Fans walked in with ten video tapes I`mma wipped out, scored with these cats for three years Ripped on em, now that fat cat livin in fear Yo cream dun, grow into this dangerous hitman Took both families out for a hundred grand Right hand man, Curly haired kid from the alles With bubbled eyed Benzes, diamond laced medallions Murder plots, target it to what this fat cat from Miami, Who flexed gold just on his Lex But on one night, threw Rec Poison on his eye sight Two hundred stitches required, for metal spikes He survived though, but snitched like Sammy Grivana Game info about this chick named Tiwanna Who test about killin and needle, shootin villains Underground stash location with six million To take, revail straight mafia shit Phillipino chick licked coke right off his dick He paid the judge off, but still got assassinated Stretched out like pussy wounds that dialeted Murder cases, some foul and some fixed Wu-Syndicate, we never leave finger prints Chorus- Myalansky Tonight we gonna murder, can`t leave no fingerprints Twist the silencer off, Myalansky, Napolean Call my man Joe Mafia, suit up we goin in Shisty can`t leave no traces and shit We barkin here [Joe Mafia] We in the crime scenes, straight shoot out Who thugged his back out? I can`t see him One of the cats shot the lights out Bacup, pick the gat up, Myalansky I can`t see Gotti, cover me we gotta shut this shit down dun Turn around son, blow we bust one So close it almost touched him You aight son? I got this He wanna jam son dun, you cop this? They trying to leave a nigga rockless When he came into the spot though Watching Polio get dough They flashed the fo-fo, heads barricated the door We made our way out, with the flame out With X amount, and the crack house stayin on point Who thugged his back out? Chorus [Myalansky] Tonight nigga, then`s when we gettin them, said to Napolean Meet with Joe Mafia first, and then we rollin in Once again, same routine, twist on the silencers Shh! There go them niggas, come on let`s follow them Pollyin, uppin at Lex within the prodigy You fuck with that rep with that theme, whole town watchin him Damn that bitch fed as shit yo, pass the binoculars Now we gettin back in the car, forget we droppin them Pull up on the side of his whip and starting sparkin him Silencers on three fresh mats, no one was watchin kid Though we never forget their ass Stash the burners, no fingerprints No rust say shit, routine, go head Chorus Send " The Hit" Ringtone to your Cell The Hit lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | The Hit lyrics @ ELyrics | The Hit lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | The Hit lyrics @ Songlyrics | The Hit lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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