Hit Man (feat. Problem Child)

Hit a muthafucka quick, I'm the man for the shit When it's money on ya head, better lickety split I'm the man for this hit, you can't get away from it When the right time come, you gonna meet the 4 fif Stay within your envelope, killa for the skrilla is the mindframe Check the doe, while these punk rock bitches playing mind games Get it though, I'm a keep it moving, do it my way Money, power, respect, blowin purps, riding fly man My team, ready to get it, flash like high beams My dreams, gotta keep living, don't know what die means Fully, under the coat, helicopters and sirens Tried to ask the Lord for help, he still not hearing my scream Toasta in the holsta boy, grittin on the slum block Toasting with my folks, pistol packin, toting dumb glocks Tempt me boy, like an old school, when it run hot And I ain't got no time for games, I'm aiming when the fun stop Bet you bite the bullet, when I pull it out the waist Pop locking with them shots, touch you, get one to the face Waist deep in these streets and bleed, for the paper chase Showing love to all my real ones, never waste it on the fake It's going down, gunnin at you, with half a hundred cal Of the snub nose tramp, pointed right between your brows Act like you want it, til I'm at you, then you, who, like an owl This burner smack you like a pimp, bitch, loosen up your bowels Hit a muthafucka quick, I'm the man for the shit When it's money on ya head, better lickety split I'm the man for this hit, you can't get away from it When the right time come, you gonna meet the 4 fif Ain't nothing more dangerous, than a crazy nigga Psycho mentality, and worse, when I'm off that liquor Don't blame it on the alcohol, or the weed that I'm blowin A hitta man from birth, I'm cursed, you see the storm Mob minded, money motivated villain After 20 years, A nigga stopped counting killings Stealing souls, I'm a troll living by the scroll When you see me in the streets, I'm so ice cold I gots no fear for death, they say I'm way too bold And when my drama unfold, leave ya story untold Hit a muthafucka quick, I'm the man for this hit When It's money on ya head, betta lickety split And I got a click on standby, to sweep that bitch Unit one and two, move in, and get these chips Captain make it happen, get it bloody splattin You niggas actin like some hoes, so we gonna keep slappin Hit a muthafucka quick, I'm the man for the shit When it's money on ya head, better lickety split I'm the man for this hit, you can't get away from it When the right time come, you gonna meet the 4 fif