Hurt feat. Alfamega,Busta Rhymes

歌詞

Ba ba ba baa ba ba baa You pussy nigga finna make me kill one of y'all Ain't a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them 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 When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first A lot of pussy nigga talk like brawler runnin they mouth That is 'til I run in they house Put the gun in they mouth Tell a nigga talk shit now They think you know they gun go BLA I ain't scared of the law naw I'm 'bout to go to war What it is nigga win lose, or draw I never get caught murkin yafll Cause it ain't whatcha do The question is who saw (saw) When I'm way to raw (raw) Catch me any day you want You can think I'm a player if you want But the facts that remain If I got an AK and you don't (you don't) Well then playa you gone (bye) Don't get me wrong Pussy nigga wanna kill me too But they jus' ain't 'bout shit Cause its very well known where I'm at They can catch me in the booth right now If it really like that Naw, nigga let they hoe get 'em in the whole shit The fo fofs spit they holla "Oh shit" Protect the ho and you both hit You betta check ya gun cause you be so sick If the chopper leave you with no dick A plastic bag holdin' yo' shit Least 6 in you couple more in the bitch And I don't miss cause I'm focused Ain't a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them 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 When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first F k niggas might talk loud act real But they don't really want this here Pussy niggas better act right, lay low We know where yo' family live Trust me you don't want me up in yo' crib Wit' a ski mask on duct taping your kids You can pray all you want But I don't forgive You should have been doin' nothing But ya did what ya did I ain't gotta spell it out pimp, you know what it is The rest gangsta on the real man you know what it is Plus I got a hundred goons wit' me Dressed in black Fifty at the front door fifty at the back Half got 'Ks, half got macs Bring eem out, bring eem out Show me where they at We can do 'em right here We can catch 'em in a trap Run up on this nigga put a hole in his hat Put his brains on the dash and his thoughts in his lap Dump fifty more in him and tell him to hold that Lights out, no hasta manana hasta la vista, sara nara, y tu No tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow And the next one of y'all niggas try me like that I swear to god, man I'm really gonna snap Ain't a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them I ain't playin Because its all fun and games Until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first Right now I'mma give ya somethin' and make a nigga beg please When a bullet whiz by Probably feel a little breeze Drop to yo knees I can see the big barrel of the chrome flip Double grip handle for the squeeze I keep a couple of those for the niggas who talk shit When I go to Jacob and I cop that brain If he tried to see me I'mma cop that thang and I'mma pop that thang And the shots gonna sting The nigga 'bout to set the trunk wit me For the most part the nigga stuck with me I'd tell you something if you really was smart And you knew better People probably tell ya Don't f k with me Front if you want mutha f ka You can catch it Smile on my face Even if I got the rachet Aah Pop off police pull me over Believe I got a compartment And I gotta stash it Must I just remind ya niggas When I come through Know that I am a find ya'll niggas Take two, break through Bust so many shots Gun powder probably blind yafll niggas now Ok, lets go see you don't really want to feel a blow Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga When I finish this shit wefll turn it into an absurd show Look, Listen, then you better observe yo The sizzle from the bullet that the glock burst slow (sss) Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little And had your body leanin lookin' like a quarter past four Stay down better, (stay down) checkin for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt (ooo) I don't play bitch If you really need to go the other way You know I got it under my shirt Ain't a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Better tell them I ain't playin Because its all fun and games Until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt When I pull away hang and bang Cause it all fun and games Until somebody get hurt You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first You finna get hurt, murked put 'em in the dirt Boy you betta catch me first