Lyrics
Hitman
[Verse 1]
I get paid to do what I do and say what I say
Assassinate you quick it's easy for me
To dead you, I'm special
Like the 38 with black electrical tape, my handle
Banana clip P 'cause I spit rap and fire you hear claps and screams
From out the crowd I kill em on stage
In front all these people and fuck the police
I'm fresh out the cage my heart full of rage
My head full of waves I could body more lames
Moment of silence this violence
They rockin all black then mourning 'cause I just
Murder for sport its fun to me
I do this for a living you a victim G
I turn where you stand to a homicide scene
I'm a hitman this is how I eat
[Hook]
Killer, radio killer, contract killer, studio killer
Nigga 'cause I make hits call me hitman bitch
I get paid for murder, number one with a bullet
All that bullshit is that dead, you best keep it moving
Nigga 'cause I make hits call me hit man bitch
I get paid for murder
About this track
"Hitman" is a song by Prodigy from the album The Bumpy Johnson Album, released in 2012. The song was written by Prodigy. It was produced by King Benny.
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