[Intro with Master P and Soulja Slim] [Chorus - Soulja Slim x2] This n***a that put a couple of G's over your head And I done took the hit cause the hitman's dead They give me twenty five now and the rest when I'm done Let's bet the other half he be dead by sun [Verse - 1] No questions cause I be taking hits like the Hitman But I'm the go get man, the don't give a sh** Man Bullets spit man, if you running I'm a find You No matter where you are Soulja Slim is right Behind you To remind you about the contract You best a be up on your sh** cause I'm all About the combat You best a have your peoples watching your back But that won't matter cause I'm on the attack f** em I'll k** em all if the price is right One man slanging that pistol pipe Holding it tight, that soldier for life, ???? Stalking my prey and I'll get em by the end of the night Over with em sour sh** n***a never Murder, murder, simple ain't it, but I does it clever I do whatever it takes to get a little ends Taking hits, back in the wrath and your dead It don't stop till my body drops six feet underground Bury me with my guns, two buckles and a pound So I can get loaded wherever I'm goin And if I reach hell you know me and the devil bout blowin And beefing at the same time Cause two bad motherf**ers can't get along Lord knows I wanna go to heaven but I done much wrong Like jacking, k**ing and all that I done f**ed with n***as, take hits, k** babies and all that But I don't want the baby, I want that n***a But if I snatch the baby maybe he give it up quicker With the quickness (know what I'm sayin? this sh**'s for real) This sh**'s a hobby, this sh**'s a business [Chorus x2] [Verse - 2] Shhhhh, I'm a lay low and catch him while He's coming out his front door And hit him with the thirty thirty with the Scope and that'll be all he wrote Picture me busting his sh** wide open Bullets floating Through his body coming out his back before Enemies catch a heart attack From the sound, trying to get face down on The ground But I done touched his a** already before Sundown now it's time to get my Fetty Cause we done betty, and the n***a now owe Me fifty more G's He got the green talkin bout he breaking the key He said that's all he got I better take it now He bout to go out of town, that's how he be Making his rounds This n***a must take me for some type of b**h But watch how quick I spank the n***a since the hit [Chorus x2]