Songtexte
(Timmy
Da
motherfuckin'
Hitman)
I-I-I
was
terrorizin',
you
was
kickin'
rocks,
nigga
(Kick
rocks)
I
was
findin'
juggs,
Nemo,
you
was
lost,
nigga
(Get
lost)
Get-get
the
work,
get
it
tossed
on
the
clock,
nigga
(On
the-)
On-on
the
clock,
need
the
Rollie
wrist
watch,
nigga
(Gang,
gang)
I
might
do
a
lil'
somethin'
half-off,
nigga
(Beep)
Half-off,
what
you
want?
(Gang)
It
could
drop,
nigga
(Rugrat)
But
I'm
still
inside
traffic
with
the
Glocks,
nigga
(Gang,
gang)
Why-why
you
niggas
inside
traffic?
Get
on
the
block,
nigga
(Lil'
bitch)
Chopper
turn
you
inside,
backwards,
you's
a
opp,
nigga
(Grrah)
If
you's
a
fuckin'
opp
(Bitch),
better
get
lost,
nigga
(Gang,
skrrt,
skrrt)
'Fore
I
call
a
hitter,
he
gon'
do
the
job
nigga
(Yurr-hurr)
She-she
say,
"Tay-K,
you
remember
it
was
all
summer"
Stupid
bitch,
I
was
rollin'
like
a
log
(Skrrt)
Rolling
like
a
log
(Rock),
bitch
want
jerk
me
off
(Gang),
what
the
fuck?
(Fuck,
fuck)
Bitch
better
give
me
top
(Skrrt),
lips
are
cod
(Skrrt),
call
me
Tay-K
Fraud
(Skrrt)
But
you
know
I'm
not,
that's
my
charge,
I
think
it
will
drop
(Rug,
rugrat)
You
not
sipping
Wock,
it's
re-rock,
that
shit
not
a
cop
Hit-hit
his
block
with
guitars,
'cause
I
rock,
nigga
(Timmy
Da
motherfuckin'-)
You
undercover
like
the
jeans
that
I
rock,
nigga
Yes,
I
rock,
hand
me
Glock,
I'm
gon'
pop,
nigga
(Timmy
Da
motherfuckin'-)
Ain't-ain't
no
cappin',
get
to
clappin',
like
applause,
nigga
(Timmy
Da
motherfuckin'
Hitman)
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