Los Angeles approach control

This is Cessna 0281-Echo-119.3, over

Cessna 81-Echo, Los Angeles approach control, roger, go ahead

Cessna 81-Echo is over the Compton Airport, 5-2 at 5000

Requesting ground controlled approach

To the Los Angeles Airport, over

81-Echo, Los Angeles approach controlled, roger

Radar identification; turn right, heading

0-3-0

I got mo' class than most of 'em, ran with the best of 'em

Forgave the less of 'em and blazed at the rest of 'em

What can I say? Cali-for-ni-a

Where niggas die every day over some shit they say

Disconnected from the streets forever

As long as I got a Beretta, nigga, I'm down for whatever

I roll with my shit off safety, for niggas that been hating me lately

And the bitches that wanna break me

If Cali blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath

Bumping gangster rap shit, down to blast for cash

'Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G

Started from that S.O.B., D.R.E

Like Dub-C, I'm rich rolling, pistol holding

Pockets swole nigga, that's how I'm rolling

Put the flame to the killer, nigga

Worldwide homicide mob figure in the building, for real

I'm hitting switches, making bitches eat bitches

See me grab my dick every time I pose for pictures

I own acres, floor seats watching the Lakers

I'm cool with eses who got AKs in cases

Dedicated to all of those with big egos

Never faking, we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Niggas play this in their Rovers, Jeeps and Regals

Dedicated to all of those with big egos

Never faking, we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Bitches play this in their Benzes, Jeeps and Geos

I'll bust a Mr. Toughy, slash a Smoovy Doovy

Crashing Flex on Tuesdays, harassing hoes at movies

Passing by with Uzis, like who you aiming at?

That shady bitch and that bitch nigga that was claiming that

Rat-a-tat-tat

I don't sympathize for wack hoes and wimpy guys

You gotta recognize Hittman is an enterprise

Cali pride, Bronson rider South Centralised

The Henny got me energized, smoke the guys

Tryna focus on mines, poke they eyes out, I'm L.A.'s loc'est

Hope they don't have to find out the hard way

Like snitch niggas in the pen that get hit

When the guards look the other way

We hitting hard – Hittman and Dre

You playing games? I suggest you know the rules

We putting guns to fools, make you run yo jewels

Take yo honey and cruise to the Snooty and snooze, cop booze

Pop coochie 'til the nut oozes, you shouldn't fuck with crews

That's sick, the aftermath is we rule shit

I'm Big Hitt, don't confuse me with no other

'Bout to blow, motherfucker

Dedicated to all of those with big egos

Never faking, we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Niggas play this in their Rovers, Jeeps and Regals

Dedicated to all of those with big egos

Never faking, we get the dough and live legal

Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the Heezos

Bitches play this in their Benzes, Jeeps and Geos

You look like AC Green, bitch, don't call here anymore

With feet like Ben Vereen's, bitch, don't call here anymore

No no, no no

What up? It's Hittman

I ain't at the crib right now

So you can leave your name and number after the beep

Unless it's Tammie's ugly ass – I ain't fucking with you