TRU, Master P, Fiend, C-Murder - Hard N's lyrics

[TRU, Master P, Fiend, C-Murder - Hard N's lyrics]

We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)

I make money off top
Turning caine into rocks
And I carry two Glocks, so I can't be stopped
From the city to the state
I'm pushing rhymes like weight
Pitbulls by the gate
And got the camera with?
And twenty g's in my draws
Money taped to my balls
And I really can't move or
That shit might fall
I'm a gangsta, I sell dope nigga, it's my job
'89 was the year when I started to rob
I'm a fool, I used to smoke weed at school
And got kicked out because I toted a tool
Other niggas used to run
But me I stood still
Cuz if a nigga fucked up? was killed
And ask Sam, I'm blowing on fools like WHAT!
That nigga opened his mouth
So I fucked him up nigga what
You don't want me to pull this trigger

We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)

Mask up with the homies when
It's time to ride
Niggas thugged out wit' life til'
The day that we die
Tattoos on my arm nigga stomach and back
They cocking Tech-9's like a
Mechanic cock a car-jack
I'm from the city where we don't give a fuck
Nigga? up the wrong hood and
Niggas gon' shut you up
Nigga we bout big bucks
Stash outdoor in the cut
Holla 'Hoody Hoo' when the rollers rode up
We ghetto millionaires
But they call us rejects
Because we love to smoke weed and
Fuck bitches in the project
I tried to creep threw the hood and
Them Feds tried to book me
He said what you doing back here in New
O i say I love ghetto pussy

We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)

I'm ghetto? getting my profession them
Balls working deadly weapons
If I die them young niggas can
Take it as a lesson
My clips be side jumping But
A nigga name Wessun, first name Smith
Known in the hood for pretty?
Let me introduce myself
The one that toted SHOTTY!
Tossing em in ya body
Blame it on the Bacardi
Niggas don't wanna start me
I'm B-A-D, sometimes I get kinda afraid of me
Survivors thun graded me on
Brains batts and all
Because befo' I steer em wrong
I'd rather have my? The hardest is gone
I just arrived collecting was rightly mine

We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
(Some bad motherfuckas)

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