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Hitman

King Von
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[00:10.43] DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

[00:12.30] They call that boy hitman (Huh?), mission complete

[00:14.15] He runnin' up, hittin' his target (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[00:16.01] He gettin' up close, turn that boy to a ghost (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[00:17.87] He should be labelled a marksman

[00:19.45] He set his whole block on fire like arson (Grrah, grrah)

[00:21.07] So don't tryna be Clark Kent (Nah)

[00:22.65] Green beam on the Glock, call it kryptonite (Huh?)

[00:24.51] Three hundred, but he's not a Spartan (Boom, boom)

[00:25.57] They call that boy hitman (What?), mission complete

[00:27.44] He runnin' up, hittin' his target (Boom, boom)

[00:29.02] He gettin' up close (Huh?), turn that boy to a ghost

[00:31.16] He should be labellеd a marksman (Yeah, yeah)

[00:32.49] He sеt his whole block on fire like arson (Grrah, grrah)

[00:34.34] So don't tryna be Clark Kent (Come here)

[00:35.95] Green beam on the Glock, call it kryptonite (Huh?)

[00:37.27] Three-hundred, but he's not a Spartan (Boom, boom)

[00:38.61] They call that boy hitman

[00:39.92] See, I'm in the streets, and they in the way like a speed hump (Boom, drill)

[00:42.08] I jumped off that porch and started smokin' shit (Boom)

[00:44.21] Keep a stick on me like a tree trunk (Boom, boom)

[00:45.79] I been drillin' shit for a long time (Long time)

[00:46.05] I turned this shit into a hobby, nigga (Uh-huh)

[00:48.72] He was tryna make it to the NBA (What?)

[00:50.58] And I was tryna catch me a body, nigga (Boom, boom, boom)

[00:52.16] Coolin' with gang and some older niggas, they was showin' me how to move (How to move)

[00:55.08] Catch me on the block, totin' mops to slide on the opps when I'm not at school

[00:58.82] Lurk and caught a nigga then I rocked his ass (Slide, ride)

[01:00.68] By the third shot, hollows dropped his ass (Boom, boom)

[01:02.28] I stood over him and then I sparked his ass

[01:03.61] They done ran, take the brown box his ass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[01:05.47] Like what's up now? He should never lacked with his goofy ass (Nah)

[01:07.61] They done came back and tried to slide for 'em (Bitch ass nigga)

[01:10.27] But they missed, what the fuck was they shootin' at? (Huh?)

[01:11.87] I be shootin' them niggas, ain't shootin' back (Boom)

[01:12.93] He ain't movin', I think he in cardiac (Boom, boom)

[01:14.53] Got some niggas locked up in Pontiac

[01:15.84] Take the soul out his chest, he ain't comin' back (Boom, boom)

[01:17.73] They call that boy hitman (Huh?), mission complete

[01:19.85] He runnin' up, hittin' his target (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[01:21.73] He gettin' up close, turn that boy to a ghost (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[01:23.85] He should be labelled a marksman

[01:25.16] He set his whole block on fire like arson (Grrah, grrah)

[01:27.56] So don't tryna be Clark Kent (Nah)

[01:28.63] Green beam on the Glock, call it kryptonite (Huh?)

[01:30.24] Three hundred, but he's not a Spartan (Boom, boom)

[01:31.29] They call that boy hitman (What?), mission complete

[01:33.42] He runnin' up, hittin' his target (Boom, boom)

[01:34.74] He gettin' up close (Huh?), turn that boy to a ghost

[01:36.64] He should be labelled a marksman (Yeah, yeah)

[01:38.22] He set his whole block on fire like arson (Grrah, grrah)

[01:40.10] So don't tryna be Clark Kent (Come here)

[01:41.43] Green beam on the Glock, call it kryptonite (Huh?)

[01:43.03] Three-hundred, but he's not a Spartan (Boom, boom)

[01:44.90] They call that boy hitman