Search results for 'hard hitter by red' Page #55

and quick dollars 
I know the pain the game bring, I did the same thing 
Spaced out in the staircase, performing a sting 
It's hard to keep control, I

Yeah, mhm
(Nathanial London)
(SKO)
Like 3 AM in this bitch, still goin'
Ski

She say I'm toxic, I was raised by a one of a kind
My father

was now off its feet
Held by the Red army's grasp
One final push and the end would come
We were thankful to not have gone
For the war was pretty much

Got my squad with me, yeah, we ready to go

Gotta paint the town red and start the  show
Paint the town red, drop the beat, let it go
Party hard all

Because it's hard to find your love, I found it, though
Because you better not stay, you better not stay
Because it's hard to find your love, I

She knows what she's doing when she's on the scene
Dope as hell, it ain't hard to tell, when she walk by, slowing down everything
She knows what

She knows, what she's doing when she's on the scene
Dope as hell, it ain't hard to tell, when she walk by slowing down everything
She knows, what

love down down down

Just know by the end of the night
She going to be calling me Caesar (Julius)
They call her Houdini at night
Nobody sees her

stood against the wall
With my hands stuck out
Red forces on my feet with the handcuffs now

I tried so hard I tried Too many days went by
All by myself

Thread

Flyleaf

Between the Stars

2014

I'm hanging by a thread, I'm waiting for you call
My hands are turning red
I'm hanging by a thread, I thought I had it all
My parachute's in shreds

All

Baby

Pharrell Williams

In My Mind

2006

Excuse I'm takin' to you, hey, yeah
Aye girl, I just want to talk to you for a minute

Manolo pumps is tappin' and your lipstick's red
(We're

spread
You can let me burn, it's the only way I learn
Don't talk to me, no, don't talk to me hang me by my chain, so it's hard to breathe
You can run away,

the ground shake hard
Ooo
Oh yeah
You make the ground shake hard
Scratching the walls till all I see is red
There are days I feel I’ve woke up dead

trouble (shit)
Go-getters and hard-hitters who gave us free medical centers
You see, who stood straight up against the system
And said, "Yeah,

I learned from the D-Boys
Raised by the Hustlas
Idolize Killas 
and the fear never touches ya
Praise all customers
product quality was 
better then

extramanish, hard-headed sellin' them rocks
I killed an old wack motherfucker, no one ever bigger than me

Prettiest thing I ever seen, a 1979 air fifteen
Clean,

bougie and its so hard to say hello (world) I aint no regular nigga, just me and my Glock and hitters, I aint no regular sipper, this 42 fuck up my liver,

could be up in your bedroom
Here pretty sugar sugar let me be your super soldier
All these other niggas lame they just be faking
Call me hard hitter i can

that I worked hard on is just dumb luck
Been makin' my blood rush
This young buck, on the come up
Yeah, y'all know what the fucks up
Whole industry

niggas
Better get my on that jet
Or I speed dialing them hitter
And I'll get half of what they get
Small body but the biggest
I'm the elephant in that gaff

Schwarzenegger
Hire out of town hitters, outsource your labor
Yeah, that shit'll cost you paper, but it's hard to trace ya
Catch you slippin' and it's penance for

gotta bad bitch by my side I swear she super pretty
I say hustle hard and stay on yo grind
Don't you let no one waste yo time
Focus right and stay in

I saw your homies snitching on The First 48
It's the first of the month, don't get murked by the gang
I said bitch get in the car with

the answer been right under their nose
I'm a real nigga a hard hitter you know the deal
I'm not a fake my nigga you know the real
Fuck out my face my nigga you