Hard (feat. Scarface & J Dawg) feat. Scarface,J Dawg

歌詞

The streets lights are glowing, everyday's another struggle The moon is slowly and silent staring make it so my hustle is antite The city streets is hectic gotta get it Here the mall, ain't a promise to me So I don't live and feel working til' I touch it, stack it until I need it I spend it on what I want, reup and that's when I need It's over you never see me, it's being salt as it's lesser The niggas straight out the gutta, murder without a question Bodies in my surroundings, clickclack from downing All they know is he missing when niggas ain't never found him Assaulting is the least, I don't live it on rejects I'm a muthafuckin' killer foreal with the same threat I'm as gangsta as it gets and my advice for you is lay your life Ya never know when niggas might hit you in the city lights Get it right, ya never know when niggas might hit you in the city lights Get it right (get it right) Born and raised on the north blocks, home of the hard knocks Wanna get rich, find a spot to pump that hard out Might get robbed and shot if niggas don't think you worthy In my hood, I saw a lot of gangstas die early Mama heart broke, and brother feel like he gotta fix it So he loading up from straps, bout to hit it where they kick it Got a first class ticket to the pen Seventeen years old but up in that they all men It's just another day, one come out, another go in It's hard out here, you can't even trust yo friends They'll have a nigga set up, whatever by the curb It's every man for self, oh you ain't heard I'm a muthafuckin' hog, survive through it all Stand up tall, we don't fall, naw I been shot at but ain't been shot Been in plenty fight but ain't been drop Always came out on top like a hardknock Straight up Yeah, these tattoo tears cover my face My momma got mad at first but shit she know she may I'm a g you gotta pray for me, it is what it is Why these niggas out here playing, mayne this really my fear? What'cha know about them late nights, no lights and no food? No diapers for the baby's, the house smell like booboo Think of what'chu would do what I tell ya what I does Walk straight up off the porch, now the camus begun My big brother on lock, so I starve his gut He goin' lead to where he at, I been in the going stuff for crack and that Big homie knew I had it on my mind He ain't like it but it right that run it through my bloodline He knew what he decline and what goin' be hard for me to find So he choose to put me down, and I got up on my grind The dawg and you hoes say I'm glorifying crack My momma lights off, the whole house pitch black, bitch! Straight up