"First one Hit (ft.Sole)" as written by and Amil Whitehead Roosevelt Harrell....

[Amil & Solé]

Uh, Amil-lion, Solé

Major Coins, yeah

What what, uh uh

Roc-a-fella, y'all


Uh, uh, uh

Lyrical, blink your eye, the storm

Never saw me comin' but I made sure you was warned

In a blaze I run a gun high, I'm soundin' a horn

See my glarin', stunnin' runnin' by negative four

When I see you shunnin', gimme when I need it or I take it

Fuck game, pass the blame, ain't no need to be fakin'

Motha-fuckas want to bring it to the point where I'm brakin'

Feel the wrath in the heart nigga, ain't no mistakin'

Do away until the corn comin', follow the rain

In it goes, swallow pride like you swallow my pain

Where the grain, feel my fire, don't you wish you was tame

Can't you say it, made it clear, keep ?em yellin' my name

Solé, play the cards I was dealt in the game

Take it how you figure mini keep it, standin' the flames

Basil, how you live it for clear it, nothin' the same

360, kept ?em after dark, knowin' I came

Stay fuckin' wit me

1 - [Amil]

My bitches light it up, it don't stop

We gon' make it happen till the last one drop

My niggaz light it up, it don't quit

In the new millennium, don't check no shit

My bitches light it up, it don't stop

They gon' know we ran when we let the guns pop

My niggaz light it up, it don't quit

First one move be the first one hit


Something's about to jump off

Foxy lady, safety's come off

In tight situations we niggaz run off

Done off, when the guns go off

Blaow, 'bout to light shit up

Quicker than cops write shit up

If it get to hectic then you might get stuck

Locked and tied up

While the key players still keep playin'

Never burn bitches cause you might need faces

Bust seven caps, stack the three layers

Or the house by the mile before see neighbors

Suspects, what the fuck next?

I double up tecks like I shuffle up decks

Move relationships for those who cut checks

I want what I want, nothin' less

Yeah yeah, Amil-lion, nigga what?

Repeat 1


Light it up, see me callin' your bluff, knuckle up

Lightning struck when you thought you was buff

What the fuck?

Try to put it down harder than us

Better duck nigga, head stoned like it was puff

? run up

Let me show you we ain't playin' in here

Times up, give it up, we gon' play on your fear

One up, two ahead, made it perfectly clear

Solé, mother-fucker, should've switched it in gear


How you like me now

A little more feisty now

Don't be mad 'cause I'm icy now

Just imagine what the price be now

Whoa, I come wit, make mouths drop

Got ya suckin' your teeth, poutin a lot

Wherever I bring it I crowd the block

Amil-lion and Solé, ain't about to stop

Repeat 1

Repeat 1

[Amil & Solé]

That's right, uh



Major Coins import the grain

Marvin Gaye, Desert Storm (yeah, what, uh)


For that ass

85, uh-huh, uh



Repeat 1

Repeat 1

* music till fade *

Lyrics submitted by KungFuChica

"First One Hit" as written by Roosevelt Iii Harrell Amil Whitehead

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management, FOX MUSIC, INC.

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