Hit Man feat. Q-Tip

歌詞

The hit man His power is so great That's for real Ain't about a whole lotta talk It's about action, can you dig it? He got the eye and the heart to do it, yeah From the roof with a scope, there's a whole art to it Ain't no emotion when he pulls the trigger Brief second of silence, then you see what he do to niggas Pistols, rifles, grenades, whatever He's a killin' machine, bought and paid for and clever And way iller than the last nigga Smoke a nigga in the club then dance right past niggas Once in a while, there'll be one who'll stand out Who's more than psycho, who'll take any man out With a certain passion for sendin' bullets blastin' A certain fashion to the way this nigga wax 'em And this assassin gets mad satisfaction From puttin' all this worthless scum out of action A sense of pride in his skill Looks in the mirror and salutes before he rides for the kill You got the bag, pop? I got the thing-thing It's in the sling, here it is, let me let it ring With the doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Or do it lawn mower style, rrt You got the bag, pop? I got the thing-thing It's in the sling, here it is, let me let it ring I got potatoes and the mufflers in the whole thing With the fwt, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa Buckin' at niggas wigs while he's puffin' on cigs Lay him down, then he bounce out of town to another gig It ain't nothin', he don't need many friends Funded different type of weapons, he got plenty of them If you pass him on the street or see him in his spot He's always calm, cool, collected, very rarely is he not Hit man, with ice in his veins Does the job so precise they up the price with his name Shadowy figure, never too loose with the lip Forty-four long in his coat, deuce-deuce on his hip Baby nine in his boots and his trunk is full This nigga's on some shit and can't be fucked with, fool In the grimy world of highly-paid hustlers First they get goons to muscle ya, then get him to touch ya You wouldn't wanna get in his way, nor his associates Or a tombstone bearin' your name will be appropriate You got the bag, pop? I got the thing-thing It's in the sling, here it is, let me let it ring With the doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Or do it lawn mower style, rrt You got the bag, pop? I got the thing-thing It's in the sling, here it is, let me let it ring I got potatoes and the mufflers in the whole thing With the fwt, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa, doo-pa