The Hit Songtext

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh[Chorus]
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Razors, leave faces, tied like show laces
h,k o,ddb.ckk!b
it's a hit, let's see if homicide trace this

[Verse 1]
The only thing hotter than my flow is the block [inhale and exhale]
That's why I left this snow biz, and got into show biz
Let's get this clear, it ain't on 'til I say it's on, [pause], it's on
I'm eatin', ya'll niggas fastin' like it's Rimadon
Ballers way in Lebanon, know 50 the bomb
I be at the edge of the bar, sippin' the Don
I keep the bottle just in case, you never know when it's on
That's word is bond, I can't go wrong, my team's too strong
You want war? I take you to war, now that my money long
While you broke cat's stand by the lines and fantasize
The way I'm spittin', put TV's in everything I sittin'
While I'm hot to death, I'm gonna say this to all you playa haters
Ya'll should hate the game, not the playas [c'mon]

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Razors, leave faces, tied like show laces
h,k o,ddb.ckk!b
it's a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
[50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this]

[Verse 2]
Now a days it'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'm about to make a mill, faster than you make a G [haha]
I know I lie, it's a habit, I vow to clean the city like the mayor
And in the crack game, I'm 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 petro [petro], all across the metro [metro]
Plus I pack a cannon, up under my Mark Buchannon
They fake, they look like money, but ain't worth half a cake
Have me runnin' from Jake, in a GS with bad brakes
They more than i can take, for Christ sakes

[Chorus]
[50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this]
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Razors, leave faces, tied like show laces
h,k o,ddb.ckk!b
it's 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
Razors, leave faces, tied like show laces
h,k o,ddb.ckk!b
it's 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, and beat up gators
Lookin' like last year's playas, [pause]
Yeah, I could tell they dough was low
When we came through the do'
I copped a case of Cristal, they copped one bottle of Moe
From the look on duke's face, and the bulge in his waist, he holdin'
[Yeah he's packin', I can see his ratchet
The one in the middle, he a big man, I dealt with him son]
Yeah, so why they shoes look like they ain't had a run, since ' 81
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If they ain't here on a hunt for fake fools,
they could catch you, some cash, and expensive jewels
I'm gonna crash 'em with this bottle if he move
I ain't the one son, my shit ain't come easy
It won't go easy, believe me

[Chorus: repeat 3X]
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Razors, leave faces, tied like show laces
h,k o,ddb.ckk!b
it's a hit, let's see if homicide trace this

50 Cent The Hit songtext