Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Courtesy, artist - Hardo.
Date of issue: 30.04.2020
Song language: English
No Courtesy |
I’m always rapping about the pain, cause dawg that’s all that I know |
Feds done raded, took your chains now you at |
Kids end up getting slain, ain’t got no courtesy, no |
I been missing you like crazy, it’s hard to let go |
revoked |
Playing, that was part of my growth |
Slide for bro |
bring it fasho |
It ain’t no practice, only game time, so you better not choke |
The 30's got a lotta I don’t need all that though |
I just need 2 out the rifle, I be getting up close |
washing my clothes |
I put ice all in the ring, froze |
I’m the realest in the game, dawg if you know then you know |
the culture, best thing I did was taking my notes |
Pull up on folks |
223's on his coat |
Wasn’t no goat |
The OG’s went to jail and went broke |
A dab of gunsmoke |
No outcomes in a positive note |
Curticy no |
no curticy no |
But I keep that G lock on me for emergency though |
could change if I start from 0 |
birdys of that caine |
We done really busting brains, so don’t post pics |
We really test your aim, |
At the stove the last 3 days I got the same old clothes |
Most these niggas they ain’t real ones |
came up |
I had these clothes on for 3 days, I gotta tell the truth |
out they mind |
Don’t need new friends, I just need my niggas |
These niggas talking like they run the city |
Knowing damb well they ain’t been out the city |
I can’t wait for mine, I gotta go get it |
I looked up to my older cousin jumped in it |
I pray to god I get my food in the morning |
When I go to sleep |
Ain’t seen her in a minute |
she was on fleek |
with my dawgs |
Now you know we want it all |
The hood love when I talk that street shit |
on me and I ain’t peep it |
Don’t know the nigga, but he was on creep shit |
I know the man upstairs saved my life |
Killed his cousin, and he told me only death gon make that right |
Meditated if I took that flight |
We the type who do that homework, and think on site |
Man bang that right |
Pull up right in fromt that nigga |
gon bite |
Still throwing up our sets until we laying on ice |
Used to stand back of his bike |
We still poppin at your dreads, put an end to your hype |
I was posted up on 60, real ones sending me kites |
Said you gotta wait, you really living this life |
Just talked about it with your |
Now you sitting in the pen |
I’m always rapping about the pain, cause dawg that’s all that I know |
Feds done raded, took your chains now you at |
Kids end up getting slain, ain’t got no courtesy, no |
I been missing you like crazy, it’s hard to let go |