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The Hitmen - Fabolous Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: F fabolous | Published: 2024-30-09T09:18:52:00+07:00

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[verse 1: styles p]
you could die for doing that dumb sh*t
last thing you hear is the gun cl!ck
kidnap your b*tch, make her leave with the cum lips
[?] for hundreds
i could [?] like oj [?]
[?] what do the coke weigh?
[?] make sure that it’s ok
[?] sh*t, i need a chick like [?]
and n*gga welcome to the league
game’s catching boddies, [?]
i put the city under seege
a g from the d
that bring the b’s and the c’s, and take your [?]
[?] up on your sleve
[?] wrist work, b*tch n*gga please
[?]
[?] 44 [?] till [?] is gone
i be on the block till the crack is gone

[chorus: jadakiss]
keys, pounds, ounces, grams
d block yeah, and street [?]
jewlеry, guns, cars, land
d block and street [?]
keys, pounds, ounces, grams
d block and street [?]
[?], robberiеs, histes, scams
d block and street [?]
[verse 2: sheek louch]
let’s catch this n*gga
time out, stretch this n*gga
pop him in half, [?] sketch this n*gga
ride on his block, [?] glock
whoever out there, it’s time to go home [?]
[?] time to get [?]
[?]
no rappin, i’m hitting [?] no more
show me that, show me it ain’t just [?]
pop that n*gga
put his brain in his hat
[?]
[?] sh*t packed
lock something
f*ck that, let me get [?]
[?] that third n*gga that [?] n*gga
that change, they listen when i speak n*gga
i’m a boss, a hustler like rick ross
[?]
i get the case tossed
d block, street [?]

[chorus: jadakiss]
keys, pounds, ounces, grams
d block yeah, and street [?]
jewlery, guns, cars, land
d block and street [?]
keys, pounds, ounces, grams
d block and street [?]
[?], robberies, histes, scams
d block and street [?]
[verse 3: j hood]
and when it comes to dropping lines, i got more [?]
[?]
[?] like [?]
on the convertable on the highway, imma air out your [?]
headshots, red dots, seasons of dredlocks
lead pop, [?] break like bedrocks
[?] i do what i do
[?] hitting on blue
[?]
[?]
[?] you a coward [?]
all of you new n*ggas [?] with me
i come through with a [?], and the 9 [?]
baby moms [?]
j hood b*tch, remember i told ya
[?]
[?] n*gga

[chorus: jadakiss]
keys, pounds, ounces, grams
d block yeah, and street [?]
jewlery, guns, cars, land
d block and street [?]
keys, pounds, ounces, grams
d block and street [?]
[?], robberies, histes, scams
d block and street [?]
[verse 4 ?]
where i’m from, you hear shots flying [?]
[?] mothers never stop crying
son’s onthe block, pushing rock [?]
it’s a fact, i’m not lieing
the game don’t stop till the feends stop buying
then stop supplying [?] stop trying
[?] wats riats
[?] shots fired
the spots wired
this is [?]
[?] wolves [?]
hit them if they look wrong
get it how we live
ain’t letting the beef cook raw
[?] capitol c
i got it for cheep
[?] crack [?]
i’m in that [?] automatic [?] me
i happen to be
one of the truest that ever do it
i can get it [?]

[verse 5: fabolous]
n*ggas might be [?]
and i ain’t gon end up like [?]
trash talking make a n*gga end up in a hefty
a n*gga say f me, [?]
day or 2 later, they [?] 6 ft
i’m [?]
riding through the city and forgot to wear his [?]
i heard la read wanna def me
tell him i need a mantion in bell air with a jeffery
i’m tryna set some example
so i come through
once a month just to give these n*ggas stomach cramps
they say you gotta be the champ to become a champ
so anytime i meet a tramp, she become a stamp
and that means
i stick her on the corner
[?]
you think it’s pickles if you wanna
[?] then the heat [?]
had to be d block and the street [?]

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