Head Hunter

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 min load up the 4/
It's going to get real ugly when i get in that town
No words being said just gonna dump off rounds/
Pluck them off make sure everyone of them dead
50 g's a head coming that's my bread/
Head hunter got flicks of everyone of them homies
Math to the crib baby moms all of them goners/
Funny thing is the low crib up in that town
So i got to be real quite lay them down no sound/
I creep in stop at the low switch v's
Check them hammers creep down them dirt streets/
It's damn near midnight ain't gonna rest till i get them
Oh shit there go 1 (POP) slug went through him/

Hook: They call me the head hunter for a reason homie
Got enemies pay me i hit them up closely, it ain't
Personal this is business, do nothing for pleasure
No matter the job, no matter the weather/

Verse 2
2 in the morn laying low in front of the crib
See 2 of them n***as 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 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
He start busing 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 going to 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 enemies pay me i hit them up closely, it ain't
Personal this is business, do nothing for pleasure
No matter the job, no matter the weather/

Verse 3
2 down 1 more to go it's already darn
I feel this 1 here is going to be hard/
So i creep back to low laid for a min
Strapped up with more ammo this is war i feel it/
Called up shorty she came through top me off
The hold 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 think he the first that i met in the town
Showed me around, showed me where n***as get down/
Who"s who thugs and chicks what i'm reminiscing for this n***a gotta get it/
So i cock back with more anger in the veins
As i take a second look his wife creep through the lane/
Looked again see John coming up close
(POP POP) 1 in the head, 1 in the throat/