Children of the Corn, Bloodshed, Cam’ron - Hard to Get By lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah
COC the great click that rolls thick
Straight from the motherfucking corners
To the studios
We got my man the six figga getter
Motherfucking nigga The Digga
And my motherfucking cousin bloodshed
Aka castro
And I'm Killa Cam, motherfucking Hussien
And we gonna drop it like this, check it

It's hard to get by, that's why we get high
Around my way, do or die oh, my, my, my

No excuses, it's useless
I'm ruthless, I stay fucking two chicks
Watch boost flicks, bust shots, mad acoustics
The wild boss with toothpicks
Cash flow it's group thick
We stick shit, producive, a COC exclusive
Cause I'm the nigga that's passed parole
Carry a gat to stroll
Slapping, clapping, and wrapping for rolls
Beef fatter than Jackson Hole
Ask Nicole, slugs I shot
Ate her like an entree
Her boyfriend Deandre, has no more fiancee
And y'all be fucking snoring
Like the Killa's boring
But one slept all this Ralph Lauren
Shot him and left his mouth pouring
Then I took his skirt
Killa Cam the crook that merk
So when I'm here look alert
Before y'all get shook and hurt
Revenge you on the 8th floor
That's where I used to rape whores
Busting off the cap gun
Riding on the skateboard
Now all the states is carved in
All the caps and slugs
And I be rapping bugged, by slapping mugs
Clapping thugs
And packing drugs, don't ask for love
I'm fucking raw chief
All you fucking whore cease
Only love you give is love
Taps to your jaw piece
Cause I done fucked sluts and dancers
Give us the chance ta
I got bucks and answers
And I rob the city bus for Transfers
Plus I'm touching you reps
Buffing your threats
One shot like Russian Roulette
When thrusting the tech
Killa Cam is real you nothing to sweet
My crew is tight like ice to treys
Hype the blades from nights to days
I slice with blaze, triffling ways
Bombs with all type grenades
Cause me and my nigga love bread
My cousin Bloodshed
The one who party out at Club Med
The ex-dust head
I'm causing complex confusion
When I'm out West I'm looting, car taking
Lexus boosting
See me, you know the techs is shooting
Execution

It's hard to get by, that's why we get high
Around my way, do or die oh, my, my, my

In the 600 with mo-mos
Blunted friends with fo-fos
And po-pos pulling niggas over like they loco
Maybe it's just my time Horse
Or is it because I'm the crime boss
And swines is mad that every dime cost
Blood's the bad influence that
You're proud of wetting niggas up like
Showers, selling crack, smack and powders
Jewels giganic, ice flooded like the Titanic
Cash expanded, flash for granted
Stashing in seramics
And keep it in my crime family
Glaciers of Ice
Cause life ain't nothing but papers
And dice just fronting
I used to prop the slower leaks
Niggas ain't notice me all of the older gs
Never thought that I would grow to be
The cash getting, crack flipping
Soaking in the bath with ass stripping
Getting blast vic'in up past Vixens
I know it ain't hard to see sonny
Nino inside the 3-20, Killing
New Jacks for G Money

It's hard to get by, that's why we get high
Around my way, do or die oh, my, my, my