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hittman - when it comes to the hoes كلمات الأغنية

[intro: dr. dre]
hittman!
the sh_t you’re listening to is sponsored by madd
motherf_ckers against drunk driving
(die, n_gga!)

[hook: hittman]
now, when it come to these gals, man, they all get f_cked
and when it come to my foes, blaoww, they all get shot, shot, shot
hittman remains lowkey, that’s how i stay on top
so, when it come to my style, fool, stay off my jock, jock, jock
[verse 1: hittman]
now, when it come to these hoes, man, romance ’em then i cancel them like rosanne
barr, they talk raw like, “i don’t need no man”
naw, you’re doin’ fine on the [?]
stars with no bra
upstairs you get the name tatted right next to your [?]
oh yeah, come over here with your devilish grin
a long stare, that’s all i’m prepared to spend
sheesh, it took five f_ckin’ bills to get in, 55 dollars went on orange juice
champagne in hand
i don’t want a lap dance, don’t ask me again
i came not to be bothered and watch some espn
b_tch, scram!
understand that [?]
i enjoy ya [?]
cause i had b_tches when you was working at champ’s
[?] wore van’s
way before i had an advance
or is it xxl interviewed by [?]
and a d_mn thing changed, just my game’s enhanced

[hook: hittman]
now, when it come to these gals, man, they all get f_cked
and when it come to my foes, blaoww, they all get shot, shot, shot
hittman remains lowkey, that’s how i stay on top
so, when it come to my style, fool, stay off my jock, jock, jock
now, when it come to these gals, man, they all get f_cked
and when it come to my foes, blaoww, they all get shot, shot, shot
hittman remains lowkey, that’s how i stay on top
so, when it come to my style, fool, stay off my jock, jock, jock
[verse 2: hittman]
you heard a pow, then a buck_buck_buck
smoke cleared, i was still here like, “what the f_ck?”
let off like new year, he should’ve ducked, ducked, ducked
learn a strap before you pull it out, you dumb ass buck
once the beef is confirmed, n_gga, don’t ask what
slugs opposite of hugs tear yo ass up
four boulders from the shoulders wear your ass out
throw a firm one at your sternum, then you pass out
n_ggas talk a lot of sh_t, call them “ass_mouth”
tried to get me, but you missed me, you assed out
fool, don’t hit me, hit the lottery
if i hit you, i’m hittin’ brains and arteries
if you live, probably be an oddity
[?] cause when i throw ’em at your [?] skull crack like pottery
black be the heart of me, mack is a part of me
rap is the art of me, cats [?]
sometimes it’s hard to be humble
n_ggas throw their sh_t up, i swat it down like [?]
real sport like bryant gumbel
but enough gun talk, let’s f_ck with drunk hoes

- hittman

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