Hitman's Diary

Kool G. Rap

[Kool G. Rap]



Yo it's a hit you picked the wrong cat to fuck with



The wrong thug kid to buck with you better duck quick



or get your shit split with infinite shit from outta the clip



Niggaz is struck with the underworld click




Yo it was midnight and rainy and spotted these three Panamanians



Gold chains and carryin Iranians



Pulled out to stain me and these cats might try to flame me



and shit might be hit sent from this bitch nigga Damien



Used to slang 'caine, back to back, up in this game we in



Went against the grain when he got banged in his cranium



Now he got cats all on my back, tryin to bang me and



from Peru, flew in a crew of evil, now shit is lethal



Drew the Eagle, blew about two



and made one of the two see-through, but I still see two



of his peoples, up in a Regal, and they got heat to equal



shit that got put in Beenie Seagal, fuck these illegal



alien-ass niggaz out of the grass



Put extra clips upon the dash and continued to blast



Fire flashed, I left another one of em splashed



The bloodbath, three niggaz found dead on the ave



Went to a phone to hit my nigga Big C, swiftly



Yo dig the shit G, these niggaz tried to hit me



Yo meet me in about fifty, with Big Ash, be movin quickly



I'm about to hit D, put that motherfucker six feet



"Aiyyo what happened G?" Niggaz on the ave was clappin at me



Bustin at me, tryin to put caps in my nappy



"Yo as long as you made it kid I'm happy"



We still goin to where this cat be, with AK's all day



Called up my nigga Jay, call the nigga Damien for me okay?



Make it about 3:38, straight, this is what you say



"Aiyyo we fucked up, he got away"



If he play, I'ma split his toupee, we on our way



to this nigga's office, with armed forces