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letra de zumpi hunter (hitman hyper) - terror danjah

[intro: hitman hyper]
yo
it’s the hitman
on the zumpi hunter
big up the man like terror danjah

[verse 1: hitman hyper]
it’s the eight bar donovan
i can spit off-beat then spit on again
run up in yards with the stick, then i’m gone again
leather glove with the eagle, yeah, it’s on again
sick from way back, pass me the sticks from way back
and you can get hit from way back
get your wig split from way back
and i’ve been a top boy on the scene, yep, from way back
[chorus: hitman hyper]
i’ve got street bars
what’d you know about street bars?
get rowdy on your feet bars
lyrically i will heat bars (yeah!)
i’ve got street bars
what’d you know about street bars?
this ain’t time for no sweet bars
knock him back a few feet bars

[verse 2: hitman hyper]
now your headtop’s gone
it got l!cked off by the eight bar don
there’s a few bars ’til the end of the song
but who can ride riddim like me so strong?
i’m repping for ghana, you don’t want drama
you don’t wanna see me untucking the llama
what goes around comes around, karma
man ah get moved up quick ’cause i’m harder

[chorus: hitman hyper]
i’ve got street bars
what’d you know about street bars?
get rowdy on your feet bars
lyrically i will heat bars (yeah!)
i’ve got street bars
what’d you know about street bars?
this ain’t time for no sweet bars
knock him back a few feet bars
[verse 3: hitman hyper]
i’m michael myers, freddy and jason
wrapped in one; rudeboy, i’m a don
you will get burnt, torn, spun
you and your peeps, i don’t care ’bout none
i’m a sick bro, wanna make quick dough
and you best duck when you hear cl!ck-cl!ck, bro
’cause soon it will be all over
with me standing there saying “i told ya”

[verse 4: hitman hyper]
you know how we do
run up in yards, don’t fear no crew
bring your mans and i’ll bring mine two
we’ll let off straps and then see who’s who
give me the bricks, the loot, the cash
if you don’t wanna get smash with the mash
i’m on a hungry tip, don’t let me flip with the stick
that’s tucked in next to the hip
[chorus: hitman hyper]
i’ve got street bars
what’d you know about street bars?
get rowdy on your feet bars
lyrically i will heat bars (yeah!)
i’ve got street bars
what’d you know about street bars?
this ain’t time for no sweet bars
knock him back a few feet bars

[verse 5: hitman hyper]
i’ve got soldiers that buss different metals
wristwear designer, ’nuff different kettles
paper folding, heat unloading
the .38 spinners, they keep revolving
you can get smacked in the mout’
when i swing my borer, get hacked in your mout’
rudeboy, what’s all the acting about?
i’ll run up on you, clap-clap, then i’m out

[verse 6: hitman hyper]
rudeboy, when i pop the chrome out
your headtop’s gonna get burst or blown out
you don’t wanna see your insides shown out
lying on the floor with your flesh and bone out
but more time, when it’s time to zone out
i like chilling with a buff chick to bone out
foot pon shoulder, make her moan out
after, i might let her l!ck the cone out

[verse 7: hitman hyper]
certain man ah man is gonna get shot
if he keeps running his mout’ and he don’t stop
i’m a badman straight off the block
and i won’t pet to l!ck him down with the glock
i’ll catch him when he don’t expect it
his headtop, yeah, i will disconnect it
he had chances to correct it
but now, hot lead, i’m gonna eject it

- terror danjah

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