Hit Man Lyrics

[Witchdoctor]

Million dollas for a hit man

Hit man, hit man

Gotta represent, noise, noise, noise

[Cool Breeze]

What if your re-up was in this bag?

In your car, and we popped the steering wheel

And left it up by Six Flags (hit man)

My whole family full of ?Hetland? hustlas

Now tell your momma ya'll ready to move again

Cuz we ain't nothin' 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 (hit man)

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

Everytime I say wassup

My whole click say "JUST EAST POINT!"

Brothers come around, givin' us pounds

Cuz our family own land in this town

Man, you could be Black with a acc.

Who got a boat full of smack

And you wouldn't sell a sack

[C.B., Backbone] (Witchdoctor)

1 - We ain't nothin' but some (hit men)

50 thousand for a (hit man)

Tell the DJ, spin a (hit man)

East Points greatest (hit man)

All the ladies need a (hit man)

Dungeon Family, we da (hit men)

We drop nothin' but them (hit men)

Get down with a (hit man)

[Witchdoctor]

Cool Breeze we right here with you, and we gon' blast with you

Uhh, I was born doin' this hot season

Sellin' authentic bloodline, sent to earth to bust rhymes

Similar to a machine gun

See I fiend and seek funds

Be chiefin' like it's the last one (hit man)

Blast one car jacker to smitherines

If he pull the gat on you first

Give him everything but your dreams

Atlanta bound, homebase, 2 over

We give chase back to the beats

Passin' 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
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Check this out, run with the gat, ya put the clip in it

Ah ah, then you check money for the slip in it

The world is on fire, sin is murder for hire

Whatever evil shit you desire

Easy a chameleon, forever changin'

Over colors, no more bangin'

You wanna keep dead bodies from danglin' on the hit man

Three brothers like Backbone...

We aint nothing but some (hit man)

Hundred thousand for a (hit man)

Tell the DJ play a (hit man)

East Point's Greatest (hit man)

All the ladies need a (hit man)

Dungeon Family the (hit man)

30 million for a (hit man)

It don't stop cause (hit man)

[Big Boi]

SWATS GA

[Backbone]

Through the back door

It's front street shorty

With mister Freddie Calhoun the hustla

Bringin' pain to these suckers

Off the top of the dock, wet you up like fluid

Slick, slow down, cuz 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 24, like the clock, tick tock

Convertible tops, Cavarsier on the rocks

Potna, this chrome get the attention

Don't ask me no questions

You drop your books, you lose your lessons

Son, this Dungeon Family

You understandin' me?

Act like you seen this

We on the greenest, I mean this

Whatever you feel gone, let it off

We amped up and ready to set it off

Sound off, sound off, sound off

[Witchdoctor]

Come on now you see 'em bangin (hit man)

All day everyday we got them (hit man)

Understand? Ricky Ray got them (hit man)

Huh? Ricky Ray got them (hit man)

Sleepy Brown got them (hit man)

Huh? We aint nothing but some (hit man)

Goodie Mob got them (hit man)

The OUT got them (hit man)

Outkasts got them (hit man)

Cool Breeze, Witchdoctor, Lil Will (hit man)

Come on come on come on come on come on (hit man)

Infinity (hit man)

Cool Breeze Hit Man