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“Hittin’ By Charles Reed produced by Brit Fox

"Hittin'" by Charles Reed, produced by Brit Fox, is a newly released track that embodies the essence of summertime with its fresh R&B sound. The song exudes a romantic and free-spirited vibe, capturing the feelings of love, happiness, and upbeat fun. With its catchy melodies and infectious energy, "Hittin'" is sure to be a perfect addition to your summer playlist.

Get ready to groove with the latest hit single "Hittin'" by Charles Reed, produced by the talented Brit Fox. This upbeat and catchy track is guaranteed to get you moving and grooving on the dance floor. From its infectious melodies to its clever lyrics, "Hittin'" has all the elements of a chart-topping hit. Join the millions of music lovers who have already fallen in love with this electrifying track. Don't miss out on the chance to be one of the first to experience this game-changing collaboration. Click play now and let the music take you on a journey you won't forget!

The lyrics convey a message of perseverance and determination. The artist reflects on their past mistakes and how they have grown stronger as a result. They emphasize the importance of patience and hard work in achieving success. The lyrics also mention influential figures like Michael Jackson. Overall, the emotions expressed in the lyrics are a mix of confidence, ambition, and gratitude.

HITTIN’ By Charles Reed, Brit Fox lyrics

[Hook]

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put them diamonds on yo wrist

Car lot like a Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming at the top 

I ain't bout to miss.

[Verse 1]

It's in my soul

I'm Destin to run the globe

Swerein' in my lane but I'm in control

I will never say that I did it my own (oh no no no)

I made a plan 

Got some bands 

Got some fans 

Imma do that shit again and again

And again and again 

With no weapon formed against 

Lord forgive me for sins 

See my Grind is on 1000 baby 

You keep yo 10

Every loss I took it chin 

It just brought me closer to the win

The example for my kid

Michael Jackson this is it

[Hook]

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put them diamonds on yo wrist

Car lot like a 

Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming to top 

I ain't bout to miss.

[Verse 2]

Lord 

Bless they heart 

They should've known better

But now they know better.

Patience is key 

The combination is me 

Let the voice that I sing 

Strengthen the the weak 

If not then take it from me

So make a plan 

Get some bands 

Get some fans 

And do that shit again and again

And again and again 

With no weapon formed against 

Lord forgive me for sins 

See my Grind is on 1000 baby 

You keep yo 10 (yeah)

[Hook]

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put them diamonds on yo wrist

Car lot like a 

Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming to top 

I ain't bout to miss.

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put the Rolex on ya wrist 

Car lot like a 

Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming to top 

I ain't bout to miss.

(Aww naw)

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“BROKEN CITY” By DREW SANTOS

The lyrics by Drew Santos, Mookie Motonio and Ashby depict a sense of confidence and determination, with references to loyalty and pride for their city. There are mentions of guns and violence, as well as the desire for success and money. The artist emphasizes their dedication to their craft and their willingness to work hard. Overall, the lyrics convey a strong and determined mindset.

BROKEN CITY By Drew Santos Ft. Mookie Motonio, Ashby [Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics]

Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride aye
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride

Cruisin through the city realist niggas wit me and we gettin to the bag woah
Pour a cup henny got feelin dizzy 120 on the dash board
Baby really pretty and she too sadity always see me wit bad hoe
If it's Pac & Biggie then it's Hov & Weezy Mook a proly be the last GOAT
Niggas be talkin like they really bout it but nigga you ain't
We gettin this money together we grind through the weather I'm steady in and out the bank
We on da grit til sun down me and Drew we on Money moves
U see we coming then you better move
We want the dub we ain't come to lose
I was ready to pop money all up in my socks saw me posted on the block I stayed wit a Glock
A nigga rob me for my knots I think a nigga better not his body a drop put his ass in box
I aim good wit the shots I'm workin the clock 24/7 to 365 this shit never stop Ha!

Lets ride
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride aye
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride

Run up on em like an under dog
Chip on my shoulder baker mayfield
I came to ball with a team
Rocking that brown n orange till I die
Welcome to the land bitch were we ride
Rocking wit fellas from west to east side
Hit after hit with my cleveland affiliates
Brit got the beat and said beat on it
This some Michael Jackson thriller shit
Tick tock life no umbrella
When it pours heavy keep your head up
Three shots for my fellas
Watch for The snakes in the rear
I got shotty that body a deer
Hanging the rack on my mirror
Hear hear all about it
Can't f*ck with the land fam
I'm a snap back as I relapse
On this G track can you get that
Homie get back
I put a hit on this track
With Mookie Motonio and Ashby
They bout to light it up
The roof is on fire
I keep riding I keep riding
For my city yo I'm gone blair it out my fucking stereo stereo

Cleveland da city I stand fo
Heart vacant like a bando
Keep a choppa like rambo
Never runnin out of ammo
Cleveland da city I stand fo
Let ride
I'm from cleveland and ill rep it till I die
I get mad love from west to east side
That how I ride that's how ride that's how I ride
Lets ride lets ride lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride aye
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky
If you wanna ride we can take ride
Lets ride
Put yo hands up in da sky crusin through the night rollin wit my 9
Lets ride

C-L-E-V-E-L-A-N-D oh yes that's me
A-S-H -B coming straight up the block
With a pocket full of motherfucking gwap and a thang cocked
Call the weed man get a bag'll make your brain pop
Don't you know it he be chilling at the same spot
I'm heading to tell him I'll be there in 5 minutes
Pull up here's the papers motherfucker put some live in it
It's always dark in my city but I thrive in it
Even though the sun don't ever really seem to shine in it
I'm a always get mine in it
Head up chest out I'm a walk around with pride in it
Never hide in it I'm a ride in it
Pistol on my fucking side
Looking at the sky, getting high in it
Never lie in it, I'ma look you in the fucking eye with it
And when it's my time I'ma die in it
Yeah, this that nasty flow
That's so unnatural but casual though, I'm rapping slow
But then I speed it up
I'ma tear this motherfucking beat up from the feet up, you know I'm so G'd up
Three blunts at once, in SUV trucks
The homie D drunk and the whole fucking city is pumped
To see their motherfucking boys in action
Coming back to the trap that hatched 'em
Had to go on a map trip to make it happen
But now we're back and ain't no match for the way we're rapping
Cause I'm straight attacking the lames
All the ones that doubted my name and say I should feel shame
Thought I was not on my game
Now they all understand why my city call my the king
Lets ride
Ashby

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