Roc the Mic The Black Squad

[Intro: Hitman Holla]
It's Hitman in the place with Nick Cannon
And we got what it take to steal your bitch right now
Better watch what you say to one of us
'Cause you'll fuck around and [?]

[Verse 1: Hitman Holla]
Hitman was 18, entertainin' 'em
By 21, they was lovin' 'em, I'm strapped right now for the fuck of it
I'm a fool boy, Midwest Lou boy
You can't get Mick, you'll settle for who boy?
Incredible flow, I'm icy
Battle rap TV, you know that I'm pricey
I get paid for movies, I'm Spike Lee
So that's two different checks on the side, I'm Nike
Don't believe these rappers, they great liars
A hundred in a Wraith, Ferrari got great tires
Flow gasoline with matches, straight fire
Pockets on wet and that mean that my cake higher
Used to drive my baby mama whip
Now the paparazzi can spot me in all kinds of shit
I make rappers realize that they weak
They be like maybe I'm better off making beats
It's Hitman in the place to be bitch
And I got enough bullets to fill the whole clip
You better watch what you say to me and Nick
'Cause that's a quick way to get your shit split