Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cut Throat , by - Hardo. Release date: 11.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cut Throat |
| I got my change up |
| Now i ain’t gotta kill |
| But fuck sending niggas |
| They fuck around and squeal (might rat) |
| I’m coming by myself |
| Right in where you live (ya crib) |
| Im runnin right down why you with your kids, (fuck it) |
| You gotta go nigga |
| And thats just what it is (damn) |
| Cut throat nigga |
| Get it how you live (to the bone) |
| I hang with all killas |
| Down to bust a head (higlet) |
| Nigga im street smart (roacho) |
| Couple brick runners |
| Im still the same hard |
| From '06 summer ('member me?) |
| Remember back then |
| I was a young gunner (gettin in smackin) |
| Shootin up everything |
| Tweaking for a murder (i got a body) |
| Fuck is on your mind? |
| You know what im bout (ho nigga) |
| Catch you at the club |
| While they lettin out (at the trap) |
| Keep a mask and gloves |
| Can’t point me out (wasn't me) |
| Im really into shit |
| And you just run ya mouth (just talkin) |
| Trapped in them checks |
| I ain’t like that (these hills) |
| Went and grabbed my strap (2 minutes) |
| Came right back |
| Hit a nigga up |
| Had n slain that |
| I was young as fuck |
| Pushing brains back (like 13) |
| Im a natural killa |
| I dont need pill (nope) |
| Go ahead, act gorilla |
| My banana feel |
| If rap dont turn i got bricks |
| I dont need a deal (trappn) |
| Gettin money fuck a bitch im tryin reach a mill (MOB) |
| Runnin straight through the D |
| No football drill (bricks) |
| To all my niggas rest in peace |
| Lost in these fields (green haze) |
| Over them phones, stay brief |
| Them shits be tapped for real (huuhh) |
| Im in these streets so deep |
| Watch my back for real (amen) |
| Niggas gettin indited |
| And they still out (damn) |
| The hood still fuckin with em |
| What these streets really bout (niggas trippin) |
| In 19 years |
| I done seen it all (young nigga) |
| Ho niggas turnin men |
| Real niggas gettin soft (shits wild) |
| Niggas thinkin they friends |
| Niggas gettin offed (fuck that) |
| I done payed my dues |
| Now its my time to floss (bling) |
| All these diamonds nigga |
| Livin like a boss (bling) |
| Go head snatch my chain |
| Worth your funeral cost (swap it out) |
| Old heads hatin |
| Cause we run the streets (ho nigga) |
| I ain’t stressin nigga |
| Im all about the beef (im bout that) |
| Im a ride out |
| Until im 6 feet (RIP) |
| And we gon slide out |
| All through your back streets (there go his crib) |
| Imma keep ridin |
| Like i ain’t heard of bricks (caint stop) |
| Niggas gon keep dying |
| We up the murder rate |
| This is my life |
| Real niggas relate (my life) |
| Keep a small circle |
| Cause niggas is snakes |
| HARDO |
| (whaddup nigga hardo bitch! allota you niggas be talkin that shit nigga i ain’t |
| owe none of yall niggas |
| Nothin when i was to the grit wasn’t none of yall hittin my line then now a |
| nigga gettin money now you niggas wanna hit me up fuck yall nigga thats why i |
| get my jack changed all the time nigga paygo clique traptastic nigga) |