Magnetic
Magnetic - Head Hunter songtekst
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Verse 1 Hit the F. D petal to the floor, Doing a buck plus flying up north/ Bud in the air state of mind blank for war, Made a pit stop for a in load up the 4/ It's going to get real ugly when I get in that town, No words being said just going to dump off rounds/ Pluck them off make sure every one of them dead, 50 g's a head that's my bread/ Head Hunter got flicks of every 1 of them homies, Math to the cribs baby moms all of them goners/ Funny thing is the low crib up in that town, So i'ma be real quite lay them down no sound/ I creep in stop at the low switch v's, Check them hammers creep down them dirty streets/ It's damn near midnight ain't gonna rest till I get them, Oh shit there go's 1 "pop" slug went through him/ Hook: They call me the head hunter for a reason homie, Got an enemy pay me I hit him up closely/ It ain't personal this is business do nothing for Pleasure no matter what the job be no matter the Weather/ Verse 2 2 in the morn laying low in front of the crib, See 2 of them niggas creeping up from the rear/ Having a good old time laughing blowing on bud, Not realizing in a min they be swimming in blood/ Passing the bottle stagnating, 1 stop to take a piss the other 1 just kept on moving/ Getting real close to the car he not far now, "pop pop" 2 in the back he went on down/ His man not knowing his man got hit, Started busting out laughing till that ass got hit/ Stepped out the car walk over look at his ass, He screamed out please don't kill me take the cash/ It ain't personal this is business, He screamed out you kill me who gonna take care of my children/ ""pop" 1 in the dome the homie is dead, Went to finish the other homie he already dead/ Hook: They call me the head hunter for a reason homie, Got an enemy pay me I hit him up closely/ It ain't personal this is business do nothing for Pleasure no matter what the job be no matter the Weather/ Verse 3 2 down 1 more to go it's already dorn, I feel this 1 here is gonna be hard/ So I creep back to the law lay for a min, Strapped up with more ammo this is war I feel it/ Called up shorty she came through top me of, The whole time I'm thinking how to knock him off/ Bust the nut shorty breeze 9 in the morn, Went back to the hood creep around for John/ Funny thing he the first that I met in the town, Showed me around showed me where niggas get down/ Who's who who's getting it thugs and chicks, What I'm reminiscing for this nigga got to get it/ So I c*** back more anger in the veins, As I take a second look he wife creep through the lane/ Look again see John coming up close, "pop pop" 1 in the head 1 in the throat/