Hitta

Swinging for the fence like Charlie Hustle Comin' with them hits, I feel Russell My team know the play, don't need no huddle Boy I promise you don't want no trouble Been in the lab with a pen and a pad Since a youngin' been gunnin' these rappers Hitta Starving up in them apartments The records retarded, I'm going the hardest Hitta Dragging these bodies I feel like a dragon Killin' artists, I am coldhearted Hitta Came with a vengeance so this is revenge For those who say I shouldn't have started Hitta Swinging for the fence like Charlie Hustle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Comin' with them hits, I feel like Russell (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) My team know the play, don't need no huddle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Boy I promise you don't want no trouble Swinging for the fence like Charlie Hustle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Comin' with them hits, I feel like Russell (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) My team know the play, don't need no huddle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Boy I promise you don't want no trouble Came from the bottom, a city like Sodom Where niggas be plotting to get ya Hitta Nobody snitchin' so when you get shot up Just know ain't no one coming with ya Hitta Niggas be fronting and acting all hard But won't step out on the boulevard Hitta I got jumped back in middle school Can't hide from the bully yard Hitta Swinging for the fence like Charlie Hustle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Comin' with them hits, I feel like Russell (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) My team know the play, don't need no huddle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Boy I promise you don't want no trouble Swinging for the fence like Charlie Hustle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Comin' with them hits, I feel like Russell (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) My team know the play, don't need no huddle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Boy I promise you don't want no trouble Lil homie with some empty pockets Window shopping outfits wishing he could cop it Thinkin' maybe he should get a gun and cock it At a cashier and tell em to unlock it Whoa Momma said stay in the crib But her lil baby grew outta the bib He was tryna be street smart Where you can't last with a weak heart And police cars light the night scene By the peak of it... you mighta seen Breaking news on the TV screen From D-Town up to Village Green Where they smoking green, getting in routine Chopping smithereens like a guillotine And they sippin' lean outta canteens In they early teens, turning into fiends Swinging for the fence like Charlie Hustle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Comin' with them hits, I feel like Russell (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) My team know the play, don't need no huddle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Boy I promise you don't want no trouble Swinging for the fence like Charlie Hustle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Comin' with them hits, I feel like Russell (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) My team know the play, don't need no huddle (Hitta, Hitta, Hitta!) Boy I promise you don't want no trouble