C-Bo - Hittin' A Lick lyrics

[Intro:] Ok [x8] [Chorus:] Sliding through the slums with a match (with a match) Looking for anybody stuntin dressed in black (dressed in black) Go straight through them apartments in the back (in the back) Came for a jack hittin a lick [x2] [Verse 1:] The jury starting off right it's 21 to it and I ain't eat right Something gotta give cause if it, if it don't i'm a pull a lid think i would See that boasty n***a there he clown over there stuntin Betta tone it down lookin like shark bait ridin roun town Hundred thousand with the jury ridin with the motherf**in top down Everything black, black hoodie, black car, black e up 15s couple traps like a good talk Mug mean got him under my radar scheme Investigator dancin like the cats for the dollas He betta have the master like pitbull no stoppas Alarms and the cameras with a couple rottweilers Cause i'm layin down everything even grandmas He woke up in the cold sweat finger on the tap Cause he heard a noise dogg walkin in the back Hella paranoid cause he the n***a with the sack got tree for sale But he ain't ridin with that crap Hundreds in the kitchen? Under the couch Any amunition all through the kitchen His family christian they from the south Had a premonition figured it out One or couple weeks ago caught me in the act when I was try'na tip toe Snuck up on me from the back put the topic to my temple Cause i didn't get the memo brought the noise like a simple Put the barrell to my dental When i was sneakin through the window With my underground extender in the middle of the night On the morning of the mental and i brought out the light and door frame wriggled Put the law in his own hands pop me like a pimple [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Look gun dollas young n***a all gunpowder Slidin through the slums lay a bum down for 1 dolla Ready for the jack move n***as out to get the fatties or the achoo On the creep in the chevy with the mac oo banged out with a face full a tatoos Like cashews watch n***as go nutty on a mission for the money Come out with a bloody wudy if you thinkin it was cute Situation got to get ugly like fat b**hes in the bathroom Sack n***as on the map bout to get the scraps creepin like some racoons Black hoodie with the black mask, sorry about the bad news Got your chick tookin this sip lookin throw the bar cause your click lookin like lunch meat While n***as out here starving eat em up, hit em up, lit em up Hit em up with the guards Get in that a** like enema, denema, cinema wiff a the gas n***a where the stash at put it all in the bag pack Ain't talkin bout half that's what the little homie told the other n***a When he pulled a bullet point at his body with the mac Winning his money back from the dice game Cause the n***a just got cracked Time to hit a lick my n***a this is a jack that's what's up [Chorus] [Verse 3:] See I go hard or go home cause that's my motto n***a And I got great kool aid it's undiverted my bottle n***a And they got me on one now they rollin on this solo Bunch of hollow points in this paper bag fore they all black pulled off four 4s I'm up in this i‘m loco shoot a n***a a** up out this lo lo Pull up slow with the halo get the hood out and then i let that hair blow I'm a beast enemy of the state hop out the whip with the beam on the cake Hundred roun brum barrells in the face anybody move motherf**a i'm a spray C bone got them known for them desert eagles shoot a n***a right up through the peep holes They peepin thou for them kilos keep serving n***a for months let him come up And when he do i send the little homies out to run up straight jacket All for one one for all and my only reason now for this game is that i came to ball So get your guns n***a cause we on the run to get this money by the tongue n***a Hey no mo sides we enemy f** where you from n***a [Chorus]