[Verse 1] Im sitting at the bar Asking for a drink Then a random guy sat next to me With a wink I knew what it meant Its a job offer He knows the link Lets go to find this group And kill those fucking dinks Everyone knew That Im the one whos always intense Like a one man army Who can take anyone out without a rinse It usually starts out with me Making everything suspense Watching every move By snapping pictures With my lens Being so stealthy And wait to make a move Cause Im sure Im ready To get on with my groove Patience, patience Is the best way to keep things smooth Now who will be the guy That I will fucking shoot Look at this brief On who is the biggest threat That will make him ready For his biggest death It looks like here in the paper Hes addicted to meth He just came in the view So I hopped out And knew I got this all set [Hook] Im so sneaky When Im goin right under All these other gangstas Are just starting to wonder That their on my hitlist When I beat their ass When they get pondered And soon they will all be gone When I got them squandered They will never know whos the guy Whos goin right under All these other gangstas Are just starting to wonder Once I end up getting explosives By blowing up their Hondas And soon they will all be gone When I got them squandered [Verse 2] I rushed in the house To steal their cash Oh boy dont they Have a big stash Oh shit something is not right I heard the door latched Throw a frag on the floor And get as much money to snatch I got the fuck out of there Before the place got blown Im the motherfucker Who never gets shown That fucking body has no more skin I can see the bones And that worthless piece of shit Just lost his loan Dont ya like Brothercub The best Aint he the sickest Yeah the best from JMR The one who knows how to hit this The one who dont need any help I dont even need a witness Let me keep on going to see Whos on my hitlist Who the fuck is this man A crazy Jamaican He thinks he knows Jitsu Thats what it says on his application Lets take this guy down And make sure He wont have a vacation Just wound him for a while And let his body start aching [Hook] Im so sneaky When Im goin right under All these other gangstas Are just starting to wonder That their on my hitlist When I beat their ass When they get pondered And soon they will all be gone When I got them squandered They will never know whos the guy Whos goin right under All these other gangstas Are just starting to wonder Once I end up getting explosives By blowing up their Hondas And soon they will all be gone When I got them squandered [Verse 3] Hey, hey Whos that ringing What do you want And who are you bringing Fuck no I can do this without anyone I dont care who ya saying I fly solo, so its denied Its my job to start spraying I like to accomplish things alone To hang them So other fuckers know That Im not the one playing If you dont like how I do things Im not staying It would be all on you For doing the chasing Lets turn around this corner And go two blocks There is a lot of gangs around there To get popped I have a joint in my mouth Along with my Glock Almost time to get them all wild up Once they get shot I pulled up after my job To visit the guy who wanted help Its all done dawg Im ready to collect my wealth He went off on me Cause I disobey his order That I wanted to do it by myself My hand was on my sidearm Once he launched with his knife I shot him and got him dealt [Hook] Im so sneaky When Im goin right under All these other gangstas Are just starting to wonder That their on my hitlist When I beat their ass When they get pondered And soon they will all be gone When I got them squandered They will never know whos the guy Whos goin right under All these other gangstas Are just starting to wonder Once I end up getting explosives By blowing up their Hondas And soon they will all be gone When I got them squandered [Outro] Yeah Brothercub Im always goin right under dawg And always see if I get betrayed I have a good eye man So dont fuck with me And try to get me blindsided Ill see it coming Yeah Peace out Jmoney
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