Takin' Hits

[Intro with Master P and Soulja Slim]

[Chorus]

This nigga that put a couple of G's over your head

And I done took the hit cause the hitman's dead

They give me twenty five now and the rest when I'm done

Let's bet the other half he be dead by sun

This nigga that put a couple of G's over your head

And I done took the hit cause the hitman's dead

They give me twenty five now and the rest when I'm done

Let's bet the other half he be dead by sun

[Verse 1]

No questions cause I be taking hits like the hitman

But I'm the go get man, the don't give a shit man

Bullets spit man, if you running imma find you

No matter where you are Soulja Slim is right behind you

To remind you about the contract

You best a be up on your shit cause I'm all about the combat

You best a have your peoples watching your back

But that won't matter cause I'm on the attack

Fuck em, I'll kill em all if the price is right

One man slanging that pistol pipe

Holding it tight, that soldier for life, [?] flight

Stalking my prey and I'll get em by the end of the night

Over with em sour shit nigga never

Murder, murder, simple ain't it, but I does it clever

I do whatever it takes to get a little ends

Taking hits, back in the wrath and your dead

It don't stop till my body drops six feet underground

Bury me with my guns, two buckles and a pound

So I can get loaded wherever I'm goin

And if I reach hell you know me and the devil bout blowin

And beefing at the same time

Cause two bad motherfuckers can't get along

Lord knows I wanna go to heaven but I done much wrong

Like jacking, killing and all that

I done fucked with niggas, take hits, kill babies and all that

But I don't want the baby, I want that nigga

But if I snatch the baby maybe he give it up quicker

With the quickness (Know what I'm sayin? This shit's for real)

This shit's a hobby, this shit's a business

[Chorus]

This nigga that put a couple of G's over your head

And I done took the hit cause the hitman's dead

They give me twenty five now and the rest when I'm done

Let's bet the other half he be dead by sun

[Verse 2]

Shhhhh, I'm a lay low and catch him while he's coming out his front door

And hit him with the thirty thirty with the scope and that'll be all he wrote

Picture me busting his shit wide open

Bullets floating through his body coming out his back before enemies catch a heart attack from the sound

Trying to get face down on the ground

But I done touched his ass already before sundown now it's time to get my fetty

Cause we done betty, and the nigga now owe me fifty more G's

He got the green talkin bout he breaking the key

He said that's all he got I better take it now

He bout to go out of town, that's how he be making his rounds

This nigga must take me for some type of bitch

But watch how quick I spank the nigga since the hit

[Chorus]

This nigga that put a couple of G's over your head

And I done took the hit cause the hitman's dead

They give me twenty five now and the rest when I'm done

Let's bet the other half he be dead by sun

This nigga that put a couple of G's over your head

And I done took the hit cause the hitman's dead

They give me twenty five now and the rest when I'm done

Let's bet the other half he be dead by sun