HitMan (Explicit) 歌詞
HitMan (Explicit) - King Von
They call that boy HitMan huh
Mission complete
He runnin' up hittin' his target
He gettin' up close
Turn that boy to a ghost
He should be labelled a marksman
He set his whole block on fire like arson
So don't try to be Clark Kent nah
Green beam on the Glock call it kryptonite huh
300 but he's not a Spartan
They call that boy HitMan what mission complete
He runnin' up hittin' his target
He gettin' up close
Turn that boy to a ghost
He should be labelled a marksman
He set his whole block on
Fire like arson
So don't try to be Clark Kent come here
Green beam on the Glock
Call it kryptonite huh
300 but he's not a Spartan
They call that boy HitMan
See I'm in the streets
And they in the way like a speed hump
I jumped off that porch
And started smokin' **** boom
Keep a stick on me like
A tree trunk
I been drillin' **** for a long time long time
I turned this **** into a hobby nigga
He was tryna make it to the NBA what
And I was tryna catch me a body nigga
Coolin' with gang and some older niggas
They was showin' me how to move
How to move
Catch me on the block
Totin' mops and slidin'
On the opps when I'm not at school
Not at school
Lurk and caught a nigga then
I rocked his a*s
By the third shot
Hollow dropped his a*s
I stood over him and
Then I sparked his a*s
They done red taped
And brown boxed his a*s
Like what's up now
He should never lacked
With his goofy a*s
They done came back and tried to
Slide for 'em
But they missed what the ****
Was they shootin' at huh
I be shootin' them niggas
Ain't shootin' back boom
He ain't movin'
I think he in cardiac
Got some niggas locked down up in Pontiac
Take the soul out his chest
He ain't comin' back
Boom boom
They call that boy HitMan
Mission complete
He runnin' up hittin' his target
He gettin' up close
Turn that boy to a ghost
He should be labelled a marksman
He set his whole block on fire like arson
So don't try to be Clark Kent
Green beam on the Glock
Call it kryptonite huh
300 but he's not a Spartan
They call that boy HitMan what
Mission complete
He runnin' up hittin'
His target
He gettin' up close
Turn that boy to a ghost
He should be labelled a marksman
He set his whole block on fire like arson
So don't try to be Clark Kent come here
Green beam on the Glock
Call it kryptonite huh
300 but he's not a Spartan
They call that boy HitMan