Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hurt, artist - The Bicycle Thief. Date of issue: 07.05.2001
Song language: English
Hurt |
| Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba |
| You pussy niggas finna make me kill one a y’all |
| Ain’t a damn thang change |
| I still keep that thang right up under my shirt |
| Betta tell 'em I ain’t playin' |
| Because it’s all fun and games until somebody get hurt |
| Ain’t a damn thang change |
| I still keep that thang right up under my shirt |
| Run up on him where he hang and BANG! |
| Cause it’s all fun and games until somebody get hurt |
| Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt |
| Boy you betta catch me first |
| Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt |
| Boy you betta catch me first |
| Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt |
| Boy you betta catch me first |
| Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt |
| Boy you betta catch me first |
| Alota pussy niggas talk like broads love runnin' they mouth |
| That is til I run in they house |
| Put the gun in they mouth, tell 'em «Nigga talk shit now» |
| You’d think they know the gun go BOW! |
| I ain’t scared of the law |
| Naw I’m about to go to war what it is nigga win lose or draw |
| I’ll never get caught murkin' y’all cuz it ain’t what you do |
| The question is: Who saw? |
| Shawty I’m way too raw |
| Catch me any day you want you could think I’m a play if you want |
| But the fact still remain if I got a AK and you don’t |
| Well then playa you gone |
| Don’t get me wrong there’s some niggas wanna kill me too (Well where they at?) |
| But this ain’t bout shit cause it’s well known where I’m at |
| They could catch me in the booth right now if you really like that |
| Naw nigga let they ho get him in the whole shit, the 44 spit they holla «Oh shit!» |
| Protectin' her and you both hit |
| You betta check ya girl cause you be so sick |
| If the choppa leave you with no dick |
| Or a plastic bag holdin' yo' shit |
| Leave 6 in you, a couple more in ya bitch |
| And I don’t miss cause I’m focused nigga |
| Verse 2: Alfa Mega |
| (I got you Tip) |
| (I'm finna ride homie) |
| Fuck niggas might talk loud, act real, but they don’t really want this here |
| Pussy niggas betta act right, lay low, we know where ya family live |
| Trust me you don’t want me up in ya crib with a ski mask on duck tapin' ya kids |
| You can pray all you want but I don’t forgive |
| Ya shoulda been doin' that before ya did whatcha did |
| I ain’t gotta spell it out pimp you know what it is |
| I’ll rest you case for ya real man you know what it is |
| Plus I got a hundred goons with me, dressed in black |
| Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back |
| Half got K’s, half got Macs |
| Bring 'em out, bring em out, show me where he at |
| We can do him right here, we could catch him in trap |
| Run up on his 'lac put a hole in his hat |
| With his brain on the dash, and his thoughts in his lap |
| And dump 50 more on him and tell him to hold that |
| Lights out, no hasta mañana, hasta la vista, sayonara |
| Y tú no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow |
| And the next one a y’all niggas try me like that |
| I swear to God man I’m really gon' snap |
| Right now I’mma give you somethin' that a make a nigga beg «Please» |
| When a bullet wiz by, he’ll probably feel a little breeze |
| Drop to ya knees, see the big barrel of the chrome |
| Fifth triple grip handles in the squeeze |
| I keep a couple of those for the niggas who talk shit |
| When I go to Jacob and cop that ring |
| If you try to see me I’mma cock that thang |
| And I’mma pop that thang, and the shots gon' sting (really?) |
| The nigga ride inside the truck with me (and) for the most part the nigga stuck |
| with me |
| And tell you somethin' if you really were smart and you knew |
| Better people probably tell ya don’t fuck with me |
| Front if want motherfucka you can catch it |
| Smile on my face even though I got a ratchet |
| Pop off (police) pull me over believe I got a compartment if I gotta stash it |
| Must I just remind y’all niggas when I come through |
| Know that I’mma find y’all niggas, take two (break through) |
| Bust so many shots gun powder probably blind y’all niggas now (Okay, |
| okay let’s go) |
| See you don’t know really wanna feel that Mossberg blow (naw) |
| Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga |
| When I finish it’ll turn into an absurd show (listen) |
| Then you better observe yo |
| Feel the sizzle from the bullet of the Glock burn slow (ssss) |
| Shit’ll probably twist you up just a little and have your body leanin' lookin' |
| like a quarter past four |
| Stay down betta (lay down) |
| Checkin' for a nigga, come and put your body in the dirt |
| I don’t play bitch, you really need to go the other way |
| If you ain’t know I got it under my shirt |