These NWA style Bytches kick some awesome vulgar aggressive angry music in this rap titled Hit Man, with seriously explicit lyrics.

Lyrics:
Easily I approached
Found the Hit Man, gave him the dope
My man focked around behind my back
This ho ain't going for that
Misses says I should chill
I said, fock that $hit, It's time to get ill
Fooled around on me twice
Now the motherfocker gotta pay with his life
He ain't nothing but a goddam ho
I asked him if he focked around, he said no
Found out that he lied
Now it's time for the nigga to die

What you got, what you need, yeah, what you want done?
Want me to kill him, or terrorize him for fun?

Shoot the motherfocker right between his legs
Turn him around, give him two to the head

Yo B, how could you do this?

This bytch here, ruthless

Now, I got the dope, and the dough
So what's it going to be like, yes or no?

Alright, baby doll, now here's the plan
How I'm gonna take out the brother man
I'll take him for a ride to cop in the park
Towards the back, where it's nice and dark
It'll be clean, no evidence to find
And when I finish, ha ha ha, I'll cold ditch the nine
You know what I'm saying?

Serious biz, this ain't no joke
So I followed behind to see how it'd go

He lay there crying
A look in his eyes, yeah, he knew he was dying
He begged, bad, he would put up a fight
But I had strict orders: take his life
'Cause I'm the type of bytch that don't give a fock

Nigga, you don't press your luck
Nigga got to learn you can't have it all
fock me, you wanna take a fall
I hate it when a man cheat around on his woman
bytch spread her leg, and he's all up in 'em
A relationship, I gave it all I had
But he always found ways to make me sad
You know what they say, "no pain, no gain"
$hit, that's for a dumb arse dame
Me, myself, and I do fine
I manipulate motherfocker's minds
And my man's life just came to an end
He got taken out by his best friend
End of story

I need an ambulance

He ain't dead yet?

I need an ambulance

Finish that motherfocker

Baby?

Thanks, but I don't need witnesses

What the fock you doing?
You doublecrossing bytch!

Now I got the dope, and the dough
Two dead motherfockers, now it's time to roll

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