| We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
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| We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas (Some bad motherfuckas)
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| We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
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| We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas (Some bad motherfuckas)
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| I make money off top, turning caine into rocks
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| And I carry two Glocks, so I can’t be stopped
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| From the city to the state, I’m pushing rhymes like weight
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| Pitbulls by the gate, and got the camera with ???
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| And twenty g’s in my draws, money taped to my balls
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| And I really can’t move or that shit might fall
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| I’m a gangsta, I sell dope nigga, it’s my job
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| '89 was the year when I started to rob
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| I’m a fool, I used to smoke weed at school
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| And got kicked out because I toted a tool
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| Other niggas used to run, but me I stood still
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| Cuz if a nigga fucked up ??? |
| was killed
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| And ask Sam, I’m blowing on fools like WHAT!
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| That nigga opened his mouth, so I fucked him up
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| Nigga what, you don’t want me to pull this trigger
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| I told you motherfuckas we some hard ass niggas
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| Mask up with the homies when it’s time to ride
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| Niggas thugged out wit' life til' the day that we die
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| Tattoos on my arm nigga stomach and back
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| They cocking Tech-9's like a mechanic cock a car-jack
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| I’m from the city where we don’t give a fuck
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| Nigga ?? |
| up the wrong hood and niggas gon' shut you up
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| Nigga we bout big bucks, stash outdoor in the cut
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| Holla 'Hoody Hoo' when the rollers rode up
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| We ghetto millionaires, but they call us rejects
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| Because we love to smoke weed and fuck bitches in the project
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| I tried to creep threw the hood and them Feds tried to book me
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| He said what you doing back here in New O. I say I love ghetto pussy
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| I’m ghetto ??? |
| getting my profession them balls working deadly weapons
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| If I die them young niggas can take it as a lesson
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| My clips be side jumping But a nigga name Wessun, first name Smith
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| Known in the hood for pretty ??
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| Let me introduce myself, the one that toted SHOTTY!
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| Tossing em in ya body
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| Blame it on the Bacardi
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| Niggas don’t wanna start me
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| I’m B-A-D, sometimes I get kinda afraid of me
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| Survivors thun graded me on brains batts and all
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| Because befo' I steer em wrong
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| I’d rather have my ??
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| The hardest is gone, I just arrived collecting was rightly mine
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| You won’t some hard niggas you can catch us on the grind |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hard N's (feat. Fiend) , by - Tru. Song from the album Da Crime Family, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп