WC, Scarface - So Hard lyrics

Ahh shit, god damn, niggas done fucked up
WC and Face done hooked up
From the West to the South, worldwide nigga
Y'all know what I'm talkin' about
We gon' do it like this
For all my gutter niggas
On the frontline gettin' theirs
Check it out

Di-di-di dada dada-di-di we know
It's hard if you ain't got pounds or kilos
(Riders don't die, we multiply, shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky
Fuck hoes and stay high)

I started off small-time
Snatchin' purses and robbin' niggas
For all mine
Used to love to catch you
Niggas known to high sign
Bomb on they ass from the blind side
My big daddy was a squabbler like Joe Frasier
So understand I was born to ride by nature
Blast for paper
A teenager, hollow-point slugger
In the Regal with the french
Braids and the cake cutter
Gots to get mo' money, mo' money
Can't get pussy with no money, it's funny
When I was broke bitches laughed
Til' I met this bitch by the name of rap
Now with my Night Train it's XO
So Mr officer, fuck you and my ex-hoes
I know it's hard to see a
Nigga make the bumper swang
But I convert the jack game to the rap game
Motherfucker

Di-di-di dada dada-di-di we know
It's hard if you ain't got pounds or kilos
(Riders don't die, we multiply, shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky
Fuck hoes and stay high)

The real niggas is back
Cause there's too many
Bullshit records, out on the racks
Fuckin' up the craft
But I'm about to put the thug, G back in it
The viscous Facemob with WC back in it
You feel me daddy? The game need Bradley
Cause nowadays your subject
Matter's so shabby
I rap about the shit I do
Or the shit I've been through
Cause I was taught you up your shoot
I've got a body count beyond belief
Cause there's an arm in me
Don't take my word, ring the alarm and see
I can act like I'm your homie
'til the timing is right
Sneak up on ya when you're sleepin'
Put this nine in your life
(Now who the fuck thinkin' they
Want it with Mob?
When I can map out a job to have
A nigga come and level your squad)
One deep, you play for stripes
I'm playin' for keeps
Who gives a fuck about some braggin' rights
They talk in these streets

Di-di-di dada dada-di-di we know
It's hard if you ain't got pounds or kilos
(Riders don't die, we multiply, shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky
Fuck hoes and stay high)

I'll break niggas, shake niggas, fake niggas
Like weight apply pressure with my
Finger when sprayin' niggas
WC and Face nigga
On the trigger deliverin' blood clots
Buggin' these niggas with buckshots
In the six drop with fetti to drop
Ready to pop
Hot rocks keepin' it hot from
Yo' block to my block
Whether illegal or legal we gon'
Shine on these haters
Keep it gutter, get the paper motherfucker

Di-di-di dada dada-di-di we know
It's hard if you ain't got pounds or kilos
(Riders don't die, we multiply, shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky
Fuck hoes and stay high)

I'm from the Southside
And I'm killin' with the flow
And I'm here to let these niggas know
(I'm from the Westside
And I'm dippin' in a fo'
And I'm here to let you niggas know)
I'm from the Southside
And I'm killin' with the flow
And I'm here to let these niggas know
(I'm from the Westside
And I'm dippin' in a fo'
And I'm here to let you niggas know)