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Hit Man
Cool Breeze
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... Million dollar for a hitman!
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Hitman, hitman
We gonna represent noise, noise, noise
What if your re-up was in this bag?
In your car, and we popped your steering
Wheel and left it up by Six Flags?
My whole family full of headlin' hustlers
Now tell your mama y'all ready to move
Again, 'cause we ain't nothing but trouble
My auntie say that I don't pay attention
And call the law when she drink and
Think that that's gon' make me listen
Man, I got cousins from the dirty south
Who'll walk up to this police car, open the door and let me out
Me and my family got the most game
Just to get close to me, brothers come around and repeat my slang
I run this town just like Michael Jordan
Every time I say, "What's up?" my whole clique say, "Just East Point!"
Brothers come around giving us pounds
'Cause our family own land in this town
Man, you could be black with an AK who got a boat full of smack
You wouldn't sell a sack
We ain't nothing but some hitmen
Fifty thousand for a hitman
Tell the DJ spin a hitman
East Point greatest hitman
All the ladies need a hitman
Dungeon Family, we the hitman
We drop nothing but them hitmen
Get out with a hitman
Cool, we right here with you, and we gon' blast with you
Uh, I was born during this hot season
Southern authentic bloodline, sent to Earth to bust rhymes
Similar to a machine gun, see I fiend to see fun
Be chiefing like it's the last one
Blast one, carjack it to smithereens
If he put the gat on you first, give him everything but your dreams
Atlanta bound, home base, two over, we give chase
Back to the beats, passing by the police in the streets
Georgia on my mind, all the peaches to nibble on
Back on the grind when all your figures gone
Check this out, bro with the gat, you put the clip in it
Ah, ah, then you check money for the strip in it
The world is on fire, sin is murder for hire
Whatever evil you desire
EJ the chameleon, forever changing
Over colors, no more banging
You wanna keep dead bodies from dangling on the hitman
Three brothers like Backstreet
Hundred thou' for a hitman
ATL rock the hitman
East Point's greatest hitman
All the ladies need a hitman
Dungeon Family, we the hitman
We drop nothing but them hitmen
Get out with a hitman
Through the back door, it's Front Street
Shorty with Mr. Freddie Calhoun the hustler
Bringing pain to these suckers
Off the top of it, the Doc wet you up like fluid
Slick, slow down, 'cause we do really get to it 'round here
Down here it get hot, see I'm born and bred
'Til I'm dead, gon' be SWAT, like it or not
It's on twenty-four like the clock, tick-tock
Convertible tops, Courvoisier on the rocks
Partner, this chrome get the attention
Don't ask me no question, you drop your books, you lose your lesson
Son, this Dungeon Family, you understanding me?
Act like you seen this, we on the greenest
I mean this, whatever you feel, go on, let it off
Uh, we amped up and ready to set it off
Sound off! (Sound off, sound off, sound off, sound off)
Hitman, come on, now you gon' sing it
Hitman, all day, every day, we got them hitmen, understand?
Ricky Ray got them hitmen, huh?
Ricky Wade got them hitmen, huh?
Sleep Brown got them hitmen, huh?
We ain't nothing but some hitmen, huh?
Billy Barker got them hitmen, huh?
The OUT got the hitmen
OutKast got the hitmen
We with Dr. Little Will, yeah, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Infinity, come on
Hitman, hitman
Hitman, hitman
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Hey, hey, come on, do your thing!
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Appreciate that, appreciate that
So y'all saying I got the people?
He got the people, that's right, son, that's right
And I got the number one title
Number one title!
That's right, and I got a key to the South
What that make me?
A heavyweight
A who?
A heavyweight
A heavyweight
That's right, that's right, baby, that's right
Do your thing
Hey, so I got the people
You got the people now
Okay, I got the people
I got the number one title
Number one title
A key to the South
And I got the belt
The belt!
What that make me?
The champ!
The who?
The champ!
The champ, that's right, baby, now play with it
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