Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Hardest, artist - P-Money. Album song Gratitude, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.05.2013
Record label: Dawn Raid Ent, Dirty, Duck Down
Song language: English
The Hardest |
| Hood shit, we got a different kinda flow |
| Get 'em, get 'em, good shit |
| You niggas would be lost, Brownsville |
| (Hood Rich) My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers hip-hop ever |
| came across |
| The most interesting man in the world, Billy Danze |
| I took Brooklyn international, it wasn’t in your plans |
| You’re lame, critter lane, it’s room for improvement |
| Across the united nations, acknowledge the movement |
| I’m rewriting the script, demolishing blueprints |
| Buckle new, polished all my real shit |
| Adapt to whatever’s cracking |
| It’s not a problem, I’m a felon and a wilder |
| Gentleman and a scholar |
| So the money straight range from hood to white collar |
| By any means, this is the theme I will follow |
| M.O.P. |
| forever the team, our honor |
| You niggas said you’re bottled up and stuck out on drama |
| We’re trues for the life, running tears from your mama |
| Don’t marry hood, nigga, plan it on the corner |
| Bang with us, I don’t think you wanna weave. |
| Plotters plot plotters, they shoulda warned ya |
| Hood shit, we got a different kinda flow |
| Get 'em, get 'em, good shit |
| You niggas would be lost, Brownsville |
| (Hood Rich) My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers hip-hop ever |
| came across |
| This ain’t a game, son, I’ll break the beat on y’all you haters |
| I was thugging back when Ed Cox was our mayor |
| BM’s with the BB’s, goons, ever fire in a truck when it’s fair go? |
| Where them years go? |
| I’m M.O.P., Jim Brown |
| Setting the 21 edition, I just follow tradition |
| I remember when snitches got stitches |
| Nowadays those kids don’t care, they say them shits gonna hit 'em |
| Too late, you get the clap and send that kick home square |
| That’s a lifetime cost and that shit don’t heal |
| And I’m not through the bullshit, my life style is in the city rules |
| Coincided with innocent and blues |
| Where I’m from sell is nothing to squeeze |
| Blood run through the streets and it’s up to your knees |
| So come on, play with us, I don’t think you wanna weep |
| Riders ride on riders, they shoulda warned ya |
| Hood shit, we got a different kinda flow |
| Get 'em, get 'em, good shit |
| You niggas would be lost, Brownsville |
| (Hood Rich) My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers hip-hop ever |
| came across |