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The Professional

Niggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these streets'll be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna

'Cause I gotta

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop

NiggaI look through the eleventh floor window

Take one last puff of the indo

Look through the scope, and let like ten go

Break it down, back in the briefcase

Wipe the sweat off my face so I can leave safe

Outside I breathe safe

Nigga never saw it comin', that's how he got it

Never even thought of runnin', 'cause a nigga plottedSmart niggaz get niggaz killed for real

I know, they make a deal, I'm comin' with the steel

It's gon' be that cat you don't see that's gon' pop you

Stop you in your motherfuckin' tracks nigga and drop you

Get rid of all the clothes, dump the gun

I hate to be the type of nigga to leave you, slugged and runBut I'm on the job

And right now there's more niggaz that need to be

Left with a head full of lead, restin' easily in it

Twenty G's a fee, put to a good use

The only excuse I have for what I do is, love of abuse

Come onNiggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these streets'll be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna

'Cause I gotta

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop

NiggaNiggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these streets'll be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna

'Cause I gotta

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop-pop

NiggaI can catch you in the very building that you live in

Wait until you get right at your door then start spittin'

Now they got a ribbon tied to the rail at the top of the steps

I was there, you ain't die at the top of the steps

I can do that walk behind you shit and follow you home

Make a noise, you turn around and I put one in your dome

Last thing you saw was chrome and a, flash of light

I blast him right, nigga, that's yo' ass tonightI could put a bomb in your car and watch it explode

Then make 'em call, tell 'em all they found was a piece of your clothes

And a small piece of your nose and, bone from your arm

Which they really couldn't tell apart, because of the bomb

I could be waitin', camped out in yo' car, in the backseat

With some fuckin' chickenwire, soon as you hit the backstreet

I jump up like 'Jack in the box', strangle the shit out yo' ass

Clean up the mess and, get away from the copsNiggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these streets'll be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna

'Cause I gotta

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop

NiggaNiggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these streets'll be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna

'Cause I gotta

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop-pop

NiggaI could be the UPS delivery boy, or the man

Workin' at Toys 'R' Us handin' yo' kid a brand new toy

I could be the one servin' your food wherever you go to eat at

Or that nigga on the corner that you ask, "Yo, where the weed at?"

I could be the one drivin' the schoolbus that yo' kids in

Except that, I don't like to involve, women and children

A nigga got feelings, I just put 'em aside

And when it's time for me to do my job, I just rideI don't get much sleep, my soul's tormented

I wish it was a lie but everything I said I meant it

I know I'm doin' wrong and everyday I beg the Lord

To forgive me for fuckin' with the, double-edged sword

Shit ain't goin' too well, that's my life

I know I'm goin to Hell, that's my life

Sometimes I think what will I do, with my life

Kill nigga, kill this, it's my lifeNiggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these streets'll be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna

'Cause I gotta

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop

NiggaNiggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these streets'll be

Make you wanna, then I'm gonna

'Cause I gotta

Pop-pop, pop-pop, pop

NiggaNiggaz won't creep these streets with me

'Cause you know fuckin' what these

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