Jermaine Dupri, Rahman “Rocky” Griffin, Mr. Black - Three the Hard Way lyrics

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I told you man once we get a beat man
Shit like this right here
I got my nigga Black for me, uh
I got my nigga ROC for me, uh
And y'all know who the fuck I be
And for a long time I think niggas been
Taking So So Def for a joke
But, I guess that's why we rich
And y'all niggas is broke

Y'all got one chance to flow I let y'all know
While y'all stretch your mouth
I stretch my dough
Also stretch the doors on my Navigators
Long as the Olajuwon
Rock mine a Phenomenon Mr smith style
You wanna get uh, oh here he is now
Dot to the O caughted blow your shit down
Dot to the C you're feelin' me now?
Anyhow y'all niggas can't measure up
I'm here to get my cheddar and
Who ever mess it up?
Then I'ma blow these rounds out, wet 'em up
For my dawgs like DMX who pound like Kurupt
And Snoopy in the club
Getting at the groupies
Stash the Uzi tonight flash the jewelry
And just post up we can't be touched
All my niggas say
"WHAT WE DON'T GIVE A fuck"! (UH)
B-boy style hot like tical four, five cal
Check into the profile of a killa
Sonny Black my mellow
My ace playa get on the
Microphone and rock it please

I'm make y'all niggas feel the hit homie
None of y'all motherfuckers know me
Three times a niggas like TONY
All up in your spot like Navy Seals
Wave your steel
Lay your shit down, clown I'm for real
Spittin' Crips for chips
Plant bombs in your whip
I bring the pain to the game
On the real tip what?
Hittin' niggas like JFK
For the pounds and the bricks and yay
Hear what I say?
Squeezing off, just to mash and releasing off
Y'all motherfuckers shouldn't be so soft
Oh you type thug niggas
Frump niggas, yo I got no love niggas
Expect the worse yo check it can
Make you see the hearse
Tell mama I'm about to break
The button for the nurse
Niggas don't want it but they think they do
And soldiers should never fuck with
Me and my crew, who?

You know I'm gonna make them dance
When I step in the club

Well I know another way to make
'em put their hands up

I drop the beat on i cock the heat on
I got this party niggas
We lock the street corners

Well, it's him again, the Timbaland lacer
You trembling in the faces, Detroit hates us
Take us, come smooth the hard shit
Rock jewelry like Mr antarctic
Watch our hands move regardless
Of the chartless cock your automatic
So the safest thing for you to
Do is shut the fuck up let my crew do this
(UH) like this niggas from
The bricks and (UH)
You don't want NWK to get to ya
So you heard we make
Believers out of dreamers
Now we make murder cases out of sleepers
S to the motherfuckers O to the
S to the y'all damned o to the D to the E
F-uck you 'cause we buck you
Y'all niggas can't touch us

Assume my position 'cause
Papermaking's a must
Straight mangle motherfuckers when it's
Time to bust lace flows with angel dust all
Up in your spot
We got no things with us, kind of dangerous
Don't fuck around and get caught
In a verbal onslaught
'Cause, I'm label your bills and
My man Too $hort, ooh Lord
Getting down one more time
For making motherfuckers who be
Out on the run i gotta get mine daily can't
Let these motherfuckers fade me
That's just the way my mama made me
Top size rider from the get go
Known to spit flows
And keep them niggas on their tiptoes
I goes to the extremity blind
With weed and Hennessy
I know you niggas don't remember me
Got the flow poetic
And I stay diamond setted
Running over tracks like I'm Libyan
Here's the past
Labeled a pussy, cash see her bounce
Shaking, moving, waiting, sipping the ounce
What's up with that? None of y'all
Niggas can fuck with Black
Motherfucker where's your focus at?
JD my mellow my ace get on
The mic and come rock please

Nigga I feel like why you gon'
Come if ain't on time
And ain't no need in coming out
If you ain't gonna shine
That's why I am why I am
With mine and y'all sick
While y'all keep it real we keep it rich
Just clowning, pounding, riding around in
Some of the most elite shit
To ever hit the town
Screaming out how you like me
Now and I'm gettin' busier
I stay platinum while y'all get dizzier
The difference between y'all is I get
'em out of their seats
And my balling techniques is
Out of your reach
Live and direct from the Peach State
Where we make hit's, deep grit's and steak
Homes laced we never hit the breaks
Just continue to speed
Y'all don't wanna fuck with me?