The Hit - shyne

The Hit - shyne
Look at this n***a stuntin in front of justin's actin silly
If it wasn't cops all over I'd smack him with
This milli
You ho niggas move a brick and think they rich
Get a few guns and a click and wanna take
Over sh*t
Ain't that the same kid that shot reg in the head
Turned him into a carrot he might as well have
Been dead
Just came home from doin ten up in the feds
Be extortin kingpins for they horse and they bread
Had the whole Brooklyn under pressure I'm surprised he ain't
Test ya
Mad niggas know better
I ain't comin' up offa no cheddar no bricks no nothin
I'll kick that motherf**ker f**k him yeah I'll pay him somethin'
Pay his ass a visit blow his brains on the sidewalk
Let him collect his thoughts
I'm the strongest force in new york
'Til I'm a corpse and even then I'll be buried
With bricks
And money filled vaults seventeen shots and two weeks later
I'm in the spot takin it light
Watchin the Tyson fight it's packed uh with killers and rats
d**e dealers money hungry b**ches malicious
Cars pilin up the block for blocks n***a bentleys and 6's
This the place to be where all the gangsters meet
As I pick up my drink I see my man
Fat pete
But before I could walk over two niggas tapped him
On the shoulder
And unloaded in his face bullets flyin all over the place
Mirrors shatterin people scatterin his bodyguards shot back
Missed one but hit the other in the abdomen they
Both fled
But who the f**k would do somethin so brazen and reckless
Had to be some niggas tryin to send a message
Next day I got a call from uptown to
Come have a meetin with the council
'Bout the sh*t that's been goin down
Word is same kid that killed fat pete shot reg
In the head
Bottom line he's out of control he got to be dead
He's startin to be a real problem
Extortin niggas Brooklyn through harlem
But he f**ked around and crossed the margin touched one
Of ours
He got to go he from your hood handle it poe
Say no mo' I'm out the do'
Went back to the spot to grab the guns
Semi auto check ak 40 check shotgun check revolver that's perfect
Called tiz and told him meet me in an hour
Bring the caravan you know the plan
Ski masks and stockings seen him down the ave boppin
Him and a friend just hopped in a benz
Twenty inches on the rims let's follow 'em slow keep
'Em in sight
Wait 'til he stop at a red light then roll
The window down
And kiss them b**ches goodnight they musta saw somethin
'Cause the benz busted u and came at us firin shots
I threw the revolver grabbed the tec and left the
Driver's side wet
The benz ran in a store window and got wrecked
I hopped out the van ran up to the scene
Still holdin the tec
One nigga's body was split in half the other n***a
Still movin
Heard sirens comin' closer as I'm 'bout to shoot him
But f**k it I opened his mouth and let the
Tec spray
And told him tell satan I'm on my way die b**ch