G15 Official, G-Unit - Hotel Harlot lyrics

Aight, the man that betrayed you has
Been working with some big
Time people, but these big time
People are also inexperienced people
High rollers the plan is
We going to rob them one
By one, humiliate them enough to
Make them lose credibility, feel me?
Yeah, I feel ya
Good, now see that ho over there
We're gonna need
Her talk to her, convince her to get in
And let's do this

(Who the fuck are you?)

Ayo, listen ho I require your services
Don't shutter from nervousness
I'm not here to shatter your cervix trick
(What the fuck you want nigga?)
Listen to me bitch
I don't wanna pull the trigger
I just need information
And someone to help me
Feel me? I gotta rob some
Mothafuckas who are wealthy
You get 50 percent
So you better not go and tell see?
(Fuck yeah, call me Sally, gimme the 'tails
You better tell me)
Oh your name is Sally? What a familiar face
This shit is high risk
Don't get shot or catch a case
First target is KK Osman
His bankroll is awesome
Workin' for Curtis J, makin' big bank
He be flossing
But you see that shit be stoppin'
Cause we gonna rob him
Go up to the driver side of his automobile
Bring him to a hotel room for sex
And don't get caught for real
Cause if he finds out
You the only one that'll get shot
But be cool bout it, bring him up
One night guest spot
Me and Tommy will burst out
Lest not he notice
All of us gotta focus, cause when we be done
Then the check's hot

Damn Girl, you thick as fuck, goddamn
Thanks baby, you lookin' good too
Ooh wee I'm gettin' thewait what the fuck?
(Get down on the fucking ground and
Don't make a motherfucking sound)
Bitch! You set me up! What the fuck!
(Shut the fuck up!) gunshot
(Damn Sally
What the fuck? We didn't need to shoot him)
He was an asshole anyways
Get the money and let's go
Sounds of money going into a duffle bag
(Aight, we're out)

I run my mack game like I run
My crack game you feel me?
Always appear clean but never be
Afraid to be filthy
That’s why Shotgun be flossing his
Bankrolls in the slums so Sally
You gotta mingle with stank hoes acting dumb
You corner him and seduce
If you have to fucking marry him
And in the end
I’ll strangle him with wire then bury him
Bring him to the back VIP
And give him a dance
Give him a chance and he'll probably
Try to get in your pants
We got Tommy in the back running the car
If you need to escape
He's the guy with the guns and the scar
I'm gonna sneak through and steal a keycard
If I have to I'll smash a motherfucker
Through a door like Dee Barnes
Go through the back
Hide away the mac just in case
I don't want to get caught with
My pants down in this place
Shotgun rolls with his posse to the bar first
Gets drunk cause it's fun
Laughing at the Mexicans doing yard work
(Listen you went over this
Plan like fifteen times
I need fifteen lines just to
Get through this crime)
Ok well listen to what I say
And don't fuck it up
I don't wanna deal with gunfire
And stupid shit runnin' amok

Oh shit, this is crazy
Hey, you look like you have
A lot of money waste i do
Then come on back, I'll give you something
Oh damn this is gonna be good
Hol' on boys I'll be back
(A posse of guys yelling, Walking sounds)
Now close your eyes and count to ten
One, two thr (Sounds of choking noises)
Alright, job is done, get the money
And go to the car
I'll tell you the next plan tommorow alright
(Sounds of running and barging through doors)

Aight listen up, we almost done
Now this one is gonna require
You to use a gun
There's a funeral tonight for
The previous deceased
And were gonna strike them when
They expect the least
This silenced pistol is a Colt 45
Enough bullets to send the
Strongest motherfuckers to die
I'll stay in the getaway
And while you get them to lay away
Tommy hiding nearby to cut them
With some razor blades
They gonna be depressed so you
Gotta show some love at least a little bit
I don't wanna come in with a snub
You lure em' to a hotel room
(I already know what I'm doing damn it
Just be ready nearby with
A giant motherfucking cannon
I'm gonna make sure that they
Dead near they pajamas
Silencers sound like firecrackers compared
To the hammer)
Listen, I already formulated the plan
I don't want the fucking motel
To turn into Iran
So you better calm down and follow the rules
Before long
You'll be rich and wallow in Jewels
(Not before I fuck em' up and
Stop em' in they shoes)

Oh man she looking like an ugly bitch dude
For real, tho she got a nice ass
True but we should be
Fuckin' supermodel chicks dude
Look at all the money we got
Hol' up I hear her, come on in baby
I ain't your baby bitch get
On the fucking floor oh shit, stop yellin'
Wait what the fuck is that a?
(Sounds of a hammer going into the skull)
You killed him you fucking
(More crushing noises)
Jesus fucking christ this wasn't part of
The fucking plan, Kane told you
Use the silenced gun with gloves
Fuck that I GOT MY OWN PLANS
Will you stop fucking yelling so goddamn
(Nine gunshots) oh shit! It's coming through
The fucking door!

You think I wouldn’t find you
Nigga? You be mistakin’
You killed all of my crew
You gonna be buried in the pavement
Tried to ambush
But that I don’t fall for no hoes
I anticipated your moves
Nine shots through your do’
Oh shit, now you're running for your life
I got enough firearms to level Syria
Trying to put bullets through your frame
And then I’ll disappear on ya
Dumb nigga, you just got shot up in your legs
You went down like a pussy
Mothafucka don’t push me
Oh now you're running scared
I can hear your heartbeat through your chest
Where was the man before claiming
He was the best
And Kane, I’m coming for you next
So in case I miss my shots
Then I’m gonna go to your momma house
And shoot her on the spot
I’ll make your loved ones drink drano
For fucking with all of my
People on my payroll
I see the trail of blood
Sprayed all over the carpet
If you didn’t wanna died well
You shouldn’t start shit
Oh, I just got you in the legs
But I see you shiver to your
Core I know that your afraid
And then I’m gonna

(Gunshots) isis he dead?
Yeahi got youlet's just get the
Fuck up outta here
He scary as fuck and I don't
Wanna be around if he
He's not gonna wake upcome on
Let's get to the car
(Footsteps, limping away, Sirens)