Hit Man Lyrics - Singles - Cool Breeze

Million dollas for a hit man 

Hit man, hit man 

Gotta represent, noise, noise, noise 

What if your re-up was in this bag? 

In your car, and we popped the steering wheel 

And left it up by Six Flags, hit man 

My whole family full of Hetland hustlas 

Now tell your momma, y'all ready to move again 

'Cuz we ain't nothin' but trouble 

My auntie say that I don't pay attention 

And call the law when she drink 

And think that that's gon' make me listen 

Man, I got cousins from the Dirty South 

Who'll walk up to this police car 

Open the door and let me out, hit man 

Me and my family got the most game 

Just to get close to me, brothers come around 

And repeat my slang 

I run this town just like Michael Jordan 

Everytime I say, "Wassup?" 

My whole click say, "Just east point" 

Brothers come around, givin' us pounds 

'Cuz our family own land in this town 

Man, you could be black with a acc 

Who got a boat full of smack 

And you wouldn't sell a sack 

We ain't nothin' but some hit men 

50 thousand for a hit man 

Tell the DJ, spin a hit man 

East Points greatest, hit man 

All the ladies need a hit man 

Dungeon Family, we da hit men 

We drop nothin' but them, hit men 

Get down with a hit man 

Cool Breeze we right here with you, and we gon' blast with you 

Uhh, I was born doin' this hot season 

Sellin' authentic bloodline, sent to earth to bust rhymes 

Similar to a machine gun 

See I fiend and seek funds 

Be chiefin' like it's the last one hit man 

Blast one car jacker to smithereens 

If he pull the gat on you first 

Give him everything but your dreams 

Atlanta bound, home base, 2 over 

We give chase back to the beats 

Passin' by the police in the streets 

Georgia on my mind 

All the peaches to nibble on 

Back on the grind when all your figures gone 

Check this out, run with the gat, ya put the clip in it 

Ah ah, then you check money for the slip in it 

The world is on fire, sin is murder for hire 

Whatever evil shit you desire 

Easy a chameleon, forever changin' 

Over colors, no more bangin' 

You wanna keep dead bodies 

From danglin' on the hit man 

Three brothers like Backbone 

We ain't nothing but some hit man 

Hundred thousand for a hit man 

Tell the DJ play a hit man 

East Point's Greatest, hit man 

All the ladies need a hit man 

Dungeon Family the hit man 

30 million for a hit man 

It don't stop 'cause, hit man 

Swats ga, through the back door 

It's front street shorty 

With mister Freddie Calhoun the hustla 

Bringin' pain to these suckers 

Off the top of the dock, wet you up like fluid 

Slick, slow down, 'cuz we do really get to it 'round here 

Down here it get hot, see I'm born and bred 

'Til I'm dead, gon' be swat, like it or not 

It's on 24, like the clock, tick tock 

Convertible tops, Cavarsier on the rocks 

Potna, this chrome get the attention 

Don't ask me no questions 

You drop your books, you lose your lessons 

Son, this Dungeon Family 

You understandin' me? 

Act like you seen this 

We on the greenest, I mean this 

Whatever you feel gone, let it off 

We amped up and ready to set it off 

Sound off, sound off, sound off 

Come on now, you see 'em bangin', hit man 

All day, everyday, we got them, hit man 

Understand? Ricky Ray got them, hit man 

Huh? Ricky Ray got them, hit man 

Sleepy Brown got them, hit man 

Huh? We ain't nothing but some, hit man 

Goodie Mob got them, hit man 

The out got them, hit man 

Outkasts got them, hit man 

Cool Breeze, Witchdoctor, Lil' Will, hit man 

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, hit man 

Infinity, hit man