T.I., Busta Rhymes, Alfamega - Hurt lyrics

[T.I., Busta Rhymes, Alfamega - Hurt lyrics]

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
You pussy niggas finna make me
Kill one a y'all

Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep that thang right
Up under my shirt
Betta tell 'em 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
Run up on him where he hang and bang!
Cause it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first

Alota pussy niggas talk like broads
Love runnin' they mouth
That is til I run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth
Tell 'em "Nigga talk shit now"
You'd think they know the gun go BOW!
I ain't scared of the law
Naw I'm about to go to war what
It is nigga win lose or draw
I'll never get caught murkin' y'all cuz
It ain't what you do
The question is: Who saw?
Shawty I'm way too raw
Catch me any day you want you could
Think I'm a play if you want
But the fact still remain if I
Got a AK and you don't
Well then playa you gone
Don't get me wrong there's some
Niggas wanna kill me too
(Well where they at?)
But this ain't bout shit cause it's
Well known where I'm at
They could catch me in the booth right
Now if you really like that
Naw nigga let they ho get
Him in the whole shit
The 44 spit they holla "Oh shit!"
Protectin' her and you both hit
You betta check ya girl cause you be so sick
If the choppa leave you with no dick
Or a plastic bag holdin' yo' shit
Leave 6 in you, a couple more in ya bitch
And I don't miss cause I'm focused nigga

Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep that thang right
Up under my shirt
Betta tell 'em 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
Run up on him where he hang and bang!
Cause it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first

(I got you Tip, I'm finna ride homie)
Fuck niggas might talk loud, act real
But they don't really want this here
Pussy niggas betta act right, lay low
We know where ya family live
Trust me you don't want me up in ya crib
With a ski mask on duck tapin' ya kids
You can pray all you want but I don't forgive
Ya shoulda been doin' that before
Ya did whatcha did
I ain't gotta spell it out pimp
You know what it is
I'll rest you case for ya real
Man you know what it is
Plus I got a hundred goons with me
Dressed in black
Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back
Half got K's, half got Macs
Bring 'em out, bring em out
Show me where he at
We can do him right here
We could catch him in trap
Run up on his 'lac put a hole in his hat
With his brain on the dash
And his thoughts in his lap
And dump 50 more on him and
Tell him to hold that
Lights out, no hasta mañana, hasta la vista
Sayonara
Y tú no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow
And the next one a y'all
Niggas try me like that
I swear to God man I'm really gon' snap

Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep that thang right
Up under my shirt
Betta tell 'em 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
Run up on him where he hang and bang!
Cause it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first

Right now I'mma give you somethin' that
A make a nigga beg "Please"
When a bullet wiz by
He'll probably feel a little breeze
Drop to ya knees
See the big barrel of the chrome
Fifth triple grip handles in the squeeze
I keep a couple of those for
The niggas who talk shit
When I go to Jacob and cop that ring
If you try to see me I'mma cock that thang
And I'mma pop that thang
And the shots gon' sting (really?)
The nigga ride inside the truck with me
(and) for the most part the
Nigga stuck with me
And tell you somethin' if you really
Were smart and you knew
Better people probably tell ya
Don't fuck with me
Front if want motherfucka you can catch it
Smile on my face even though I got a ratchet
Pop off
(police) pull me over believe I got a
Compartment if I gotta stash it
Must I just remind y'all niggas
When I come through
Know that I'mma find y'all niggas, take two
(break through)
Bust so many shots gun powder
Probably blind y'all niggas now
(Okay, okay let's go)
See you don't know really wanna
Feel that Mossberg blow (naw)
Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga
When I finish it'll turn into an absurd show
(listen) then you better observe yo
Feel the sizzle from the bullet
Of the Glock burn slow (ssss)
Shit'll probably twist you up just
A little and have
Your body leanin' lookin' like
A quarter past four
Stay down betta (lay down)
Checkin' for a nigga
Come and put your body in the dirt
I don't play bitch
You really need to go the other way
If you ain't know I got it under my shirt

Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep that thang right
Up under my shirt
Betta tell 'em 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
Run up on him where he hang and bang!
Cause it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first
Boy you finna get hurt, murked
Put him in the dirt
Boy you betta catch me first

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