50 Cent - The Hit lyrics

Album: Power Of The Dollar (2000)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
I change places, to prevent catchin´ the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let´s see if homicide trace this

[Verse 1]
The only thing hotter than my flow is the block (inhale & exhale)
That is why I left this snow biz, & got into show biz
Let´s get this clear, it aint on ´til I say it is on, (pause), it is on
I am eatin´, ya´ll niggas fastin´ like it is Rimadon
Bowlish way in Lebanon, know 50 the bomb
I be at the edge of the bar, sippin´ a Don
I keep the bottle just in case, you never know when it is on
This worries bump, I cannot go wrong, my team´s too strong
You want war? I take you to war, now that my money long
Why you broke? cat´s buy the by lines & fantasize
The way I am spittin´, put TV´s in everything I am sittin´
While I am hot to death, I am going to say this to all you playa haters
Ya´ll should hate the game, not the playas (come on)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I change places, to prevent catchin´ the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let´s see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let´s see if homicide trace this)

[Verse 2]
Everyday´s bugged, niggas´ll come to a club
To try to show you they a thug, instead of showing some love
Now, what you think you chump me, If I let you bump me
When I am about to make a mill, faster than you make a G (haha)
I know I lie, it is a habit, I vow to clean the city like the mayor
And in the crack game, I am a franchise player
Niggas be thinkin´ I be out to lunch with mines
Then in crunch time, I start hittin´ em hard with punch lines
You cats got to be sick, to think 50 can´t spit
Better check my batting average, I always make hits
My flows leave these rap cats ketro (ketro), all across the metro (metro)
Plus I pack a cannon, up under my marple cannon
They fake, they look like money, but aint worth half the cake
Have me runnin´ from Jake, in a GS with bad brakes
They wanna knock me take, for Christ sakes

[Chorus]
(50 Cent, let´s see if homicide trace this)
I change places, to prevent catchin´ the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let´s see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let´s see if homicide trace this)

I change places, to prevent catchin´ the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let´s see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let´s see if homicide trace this)

[Verse 3]
Yo, son remember them fake playas
Who try to play us at The Shark Club in Vegas
Had them tight linen blazers, & beat up gators
Lookin´ like last yeahr´s playas, (pause)
Yea, I could tell they dough was low
When we came through the do´
I copped a case of Cristal, & copped one bottle of Mo
From the looking through face, & the bulge in his waist, he holdin´
(Yea he has packin´, I can see his rack
The one in the middle, he a big man, I dealt with him son)
Yea, so I expect look like they aint had a run, since ´ 81
They aint here on a hunt for food,
So they could catch you, some cash, & expensive jewels
I am going to crash em with this bottle if he move
I aint the one son, my shit aint come easy
It wouldn´t go easy, believe me

[Chorus: repeat 3X]
I change places, to prevent catchin´ the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let´s see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let´s see if homicide trace this)


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