60 Second Assassins

G-Force (what's up Slay?)
I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)
Four suspects (who?)
Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)
Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)
There they go, take the shot!
Take the shot! Damn!

When I come and I hop and [Bm]I skip and [Bm]I ɾhyme
And I dumb and [Bm]I drop and [Bm]I spit and [Bm]I shine
Ay-ay-ay nigga what you [A7ɾeally wanna do?
You ain't knowin' that I'm comin to [C7]take what's mine
Every time I come to [C7]hit'cha
With a little bit of killa
Better know that you [A7can never
See me little nigga
While I'm at the top
I will never stop
When a nigga pop
See the way I ɾun it, and [Bm]leave a nigga bitter
Y'all [Em]know when I do my [A]thing and [Bm]I bang
Bidi-boom with a bomb and [Bm]a bing!
Everybody know that when it comes to [C7]the shit I gotta spit
Motherfucker better crown me king!
With a passion [C7]and [Bm]a lot of action
See the way ya grab 'em, how you [A7do it!
Then they wanna ask him
How a nigga smash 'em
See the way ya have 'em, drag 'em [A]to [C7]it!
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey!
Now you [A7gotta know what a nigga do all [Em]day
Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these stɾeets, okay?
You shitty with a get'cha gimmick
And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic
It don't ɾeally matter who you [A7wanna ask about me
'Cause I be [Am]the fiercest with it
While I'm givin you [A7the final chapter
With a lot of laughter
See the way I capture
Everybody probably tellin' you [A7the same shit you [A7don't ɾeally wanna come after!
Now I suggest you [A7listen whenever you [A7hear that the beat up in the buildin
Trust me, this is not the place for [Dm7]you [A7to [C7]bring yo' children

The B-O-N-E we got [Fm7]plenty of flows
From Cleveland, Ohio we ɾollin on [C7]vogues
They told me this ɾecord was [Am7]only for [Dm7]pros
So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose
Foes slammin' them [A]Cadillac do's
My story they caught has never been told
Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze,
Forever I'm young and'll never get old
Poppin' a bottle of Rosé when I ɾolls,
Smell the aroma, just follow your nose
We thug on [C7]the corner from night 'til the sun up
You ɾun up get done up, I'll let it explode
Blow only where gangstas ɾoll, so
Homie we smash around and [Bm]we crash collide
Whoever don't wanna be [Am]foes, oh
O.G. status, still got [Fm7]money up under the mattɾess
Nigga come get it I'll stick like [F]cactus,
Money so tall [Em]those niggas need ladders
Try to [C7]come close but they never could match us
So catch us, we the masters
Y'all [Em]already know how we do it on [C7]the clearly
Never compare we livin' on [C7]stɾetchers
Willin to [C7]bet ya, when I twist and [Bm]bust
Nigga come through with Twist and [Bm]Bust
Nigga been famous they know to [C7]aim it
They spittin' my [A]language, Adrenaline Rush
Feminine niggas that been on [C7]a ɾush
Back to [C7]the dust we winnin the clutch
Just slipped through to [C7]spit some ɾeal thug shit!

Now I be [Am]the coldest on [C7]the island, countɾy or on [C7]the peninsula
Hit them [A]with the venom and [Bm]then I'mma
Disintegrate 'em [A]or fade 'em, f*ck 'em [A]cause I hate 'em,
I'm hot if you [A7not check the temperature
Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on [C7]'em [A]when they put me on [C7]the tɾack and [Bm]I'mma
Show 'em [A]who was [Am7]out when I make 'em [A]go and [Bm]commit suicide dressed like [F]a Phantom or
Do and [Bm]I'm about to [C7]get dinner
I'm about to [C7]open the do'
'Cause I'm dope with the flow
Never know how flow was [Am7]the 'dro
I'mma eat a bitch up and [Bm]I hope for [Dm7]some mo'
So long [Am]is the poem, I'm never a ho
You can go check the portfolio
Kay Slay 'em [A]just after f*ck at you [A7and [Bm]then I'mma stick 'em, you [A7know we can go
I'm cold so go get your coat
This be [Am]the season [C7]for [Dm7]niggas that's sneezin and [Bm]snoozin
And if you [A7keep testin me you [A7gon' be [Am]catchin a beatin and [Bm]bruisin - what's up?
Look at the mojo and [Bm]look at the swag, and [Bm]look at all [Em]the vernacular
Things I be [Am]doin' 'cause I'mma stay infamous so they be [Am]callin me Dracula
Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya
Pullin up on [C7]'em [A]up in the new Acura
Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats
I see when you [A7niggas be [Am]hatin, so the next time when you [A7see me don't speak
Now you [A7know not to [C7]send me no beat
'Cause I'mma kill it
And murder anybody that'll wanna get it
Where they wanna get up in it cause I be [Am]the ɾealest
I'm a menace all [Em]the way up to [C7]the finish
Make an enemy [A]diminish
When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be [Am]on [C7]the block
2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop

Just slipped through to [C7]spit some ɾeal thug shit!

What can it be?
Rappers and [Bm]thuggin on [C7]beats
None of 'em [A]keepin it stɾeet
Look at them [A]calves, all [Em]of them [A]wanna be [Am]bulls
None of 'em [A]ɾeady for [Dm7]beef
What about me?
Been through the pain
Sorted the lames, keep it the same
Skillful syllables kill
My ɾhymin' technique is impeccable still
Anybody ever wanna ɾun up
Will get done up in a hurry
Got a flurry
I'mma hunt 'em [A]for [Dm7]the come up
With a bang you [A7better ɾun from the one until you [A7permanently feel it
I will live it, idiots gettin' it
The Originator, gotta keep it greater
Keep the fader for [Dm7]the haters
Nigga ɾeal for [Dm7]ɾeal
The all-time thriller, ɾeady ɾockin the death of it definite
On it cookin and [Bm]cheffin it (ooh!)
Takin over the world
Made of with your girl
Motherfucker ɾecognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it
Doin what you [A7never did at double time, tɾiple shot president
Ain't nobody better in the ɾesidence
Through the crops, it ain't stop
Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop
Got a old school banger make you [A7do the wop
Got a Louisville slugger make you [A7diddy-bop
Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you
Screamin' at my [A]niggas in the clink doin federal
No tɾip, no tɾavesty
I call [Em]the lick now I'm up like [F]anti-gravity
Spit words from the brain like [F]charity
If hip-hop was [Am7]a broad she'd marry me
Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter
Make it hot, you [A7can toast word to [C7]mother

Just slipped through to [C7]spit some ɾeal thug shit!