50 Cent — The Hit

[Intro] I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this [Verse 1] The only thing hotter than my flow is the block That's why I left this snow biz and got into show biz Let's get this clear, it ain't on 'til I say it's on, it's on I'm eating, ya'll niggas fasting like it's Ramadan Bowlish way in Lebanon know 50 the bomb I be at the edge of the bar sipping a Don I keep the bottle just in case, you never know when it's on This word is bond, I can't go wrong, my team's too strong You want war? I take you to war now that my money long Why you broke cats is by the bylines and fantasize The way I'm spitting, put TV's in everything I sit in While I'm hot to death I'm gonna say this to all you player haters Ya'll should hate the game not the players, come on [Chorus] I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) [Verse 2] Everyday is bugged, niggas will come to a club To try to show you they a thug instead of showing some love Now what you think you chump me if I let you bump me When I'm about to make a mill faster than you make a G? I know I lie, it's a habit, I vow to clean the city like the mayor And in the crack game I'm a franchise player Niggas be thinking I be out to lunch with mines Then in crunchtime I start hitting 'em hard with punchlines You cats got to be sick to think 50 can't spit Better check my batting average, I always make hits My flow leave these rap cats petro, all across the metro Plus I pack a cannon up under my Marc Buchanan They fake, they look like money, but ain't worth half the cake Have me running from Jake in a GS with bad brakes They want to knock the take for Christ sakes [Chorus] I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) [Verse 3] Yo, son remember them fake players who try to play us At *The Shark Club* in Vegas Had them tight linen blazers and beat up gators Looking like last year's players Yeah, I could tell they dough was low when we came through the do' I copped a case of Cristal, he copped one bottle of Mo From the look in the dude's face and the bulge in his waist he holding (Yeah he's packing, I can see his rack The one in the middle, he a big man, I dealt with him, son) Yeah, so I expect look like they ain't had a run since '81 They ain't here on a hunt for food So they could catch you some cash and expensive jewels I'm gonna crash 'em with this bottle if he move I ain't the one, son, my shit ain't come easy It won't go easy, believe me [Chorus] I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) I change places to prevent catching the cases Races in the faces tie like shoelaces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) [Outro] Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this Fifty-Cent, let's see if homicide trace this