Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Assassins , by - Geto Boys. Song from the album Uncut Dope, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Assassins , by - Geto Boys. Song from the album Uncut Dope, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопAssassins | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto B- | 
| Don’t fuck with me | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto B- | 
| Don’t fuck with me | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| As I walked through 5th Ward, I saw this man | 
| He was kind, but he was blind, I snatched his jewelry and ran | 
| I caught up with Box and said, «I think it’s worth a grand» | 
| He smiled and he giggled and he shook my hand | 
| We tried to pawn it in to have some for fare for the jam | 
| He said, «It's fake», and I said «What?», he said «I'm sorry», I said «Damn!» | 
| My mama threw me out, I called my sister a whore | 
| Now my house is abandoned, my bed is the floor | 
| It’s been a week I didn’t need, I couldn’t take it no more | 
| Saw my teacher Miss Elaine at the grocery store | 
| I waited by her car, she asked: «Why aren’t you in school?» | 
| Put my gun up to her head and said, «Get in, you old fool» | 
| She offered her keys, cried and said, «Please!» | 
| She promised not to tell and give me As and Bs | 
| I said, «I want your money, grub, and all I can sell» | 
| I looked into her eyes and she was scared as hell | 
| I knew she was a snitch, I beat her down with my gun | 
| Got happy with the trigger, now I’m on the run | 
| An assassin | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto B- | 
| Don’t fuck with me | 
| I’m an assassin | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto B- | 
| Don’t fuck with me | 
| Now I’m just what you expected, a runner out on bail | 
| Hustlin' is my job, and I’m paid well | 
| I’m used to makin' money fast, beaucoup cash | 
| Try to cheat me and beat me, my boss is bustin' your ass | 
| Once lived Sheila, yeah, I meant to kill her | 
| Her teeth was big and gappy, so I called her Godzilla | 
| She planned for a party, she said «Bring everybody» | 
| No jive, when we arrived we saw Detective Ray McCarthy | 
| He started haul-assin', my Fila came unfastened | 
| I fell and went to jail and came back as an assassin | 
| First I start rollin', my pockets started swollin' | 
| Havin' green is havin' power, and you know what I was sellin' | 
| Now Sheila was addicted, her face looked reflicted | 
| I caught her sellin' ass, then and there I should’ve kicked it | 
| I drove up to her corner and gave her a grin | 
| Asked, «How much?», she said, «20», I said, «Bet», she got in | 
| I drove her to a spot that was quiet and dark | 
| Yo yo, turned out the lights and found a place to park | 
| Now I knew the girl was ready, she started gettin' sweaty | 
| But all was in my head was 'kill the bitch like Freddy' | 
| I dug between the chair, and whipped out the machete | 
| She screamed, I sliced her up until her guts were like spaghetti | 
| A maniac, I stabbed the girl in her tits | 
| And to stop her nerves from jumpin' I just cut her to bits | 
| An assassin | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto B- | 
| Don’t fuck with me | 
| I’m an assassin | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Huh | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| I’m an assassin | 
| Say hello to my little friend | 
| Say hello to my little friend | 
| My father was a priest, cold blooded he’s dead | 
| Hypocrite, I caught him basin', so I shot him in the head | 
| Poured on the holy water, «Bless the dead» is what I said | 
| Then heard the demon screamin' as his body bled | 
| Now I stole from the poor, lied on the man | 
| Dropped the dime, he’s doin' time and I don’t give a damn | 
| We’re not really greedy, we’ll help the poor and needy | 
| We’ll rock a show and clock some dough, then drink until we’re peedy | 
| Drunk on the freeway just the other day | 
| I saw a fine hitch-hiker, and I wanted to play | 
| I pulled off the road, so I could offer a ride | 
| She said «Thanks», I said «No thang,» and she got inside | 
| Jivin' as I was drivin', then I asked which direction | 
| She said, «5th Ward», I said «We're from the same section» | 
| Made it to my ave, she got out and said «Thanks» | 
| I said, «Yo babe, like won’t you chill and have a couple of drinks?» | 
| We went into my house, and I filled up her glass | 
| She drank and got drunk, that’s when I got in that ass | 
| I banged it and banged it until my thang got sore | 
| I said «Honey…», she said «20», I said, «Get out, you fuckin whore!» | 
| She put on her clothes, headed for the door | 
| Then said, «Welcome to the disease there is no cure for» | 
| Then she started runnin' and almost got away | 
| With no clothes I gave chase, makin' sure she’d pay | 
| Now she passed by my boy and I knew he was strapped | 
| Red pulled out his gun and shot the bitch in her back | 
| Bare butt-naked I headed for the car | 
| The massacre was from Texas, so I pulled out the chainsaw | 
| Cuttin' and cuttin', he said «Johny, man, she’s dead» | 
| On the news they found remains of just an arm and her head | 
| An assassin | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy (Geto Boy) | 
| I’m an assassin | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Don’t- Don’t- Don’t fuck with me | 
| Don’t- Don’t- Don’t fuck with me | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| Geto Boy, Geto Boy | 
| We just was buggin', you know what I’m sayin? | 
| Ha-ha-ha, haa-haaa! | 
| HA-HAA! | 
| Do- Don’t- Don’t- D- Don’t fuck with m- | 
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