Lyrics:
Yeah, ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin' nigga (gangsta shit)
Nigga Terry what's
baby) You don't
Need no motherfuckin' bitches
You need some motherfuckin' money
Get your mind right nigga
Keep your game tight
Play right play by
cowards you don't want to go to war
The hard hitta still be the biggest mama nigga
Swallow yo' shit like a fuckin' Anaconda nigga
So, bring it, bring it
hoes
I know its those that don't believe what I'm sayin on the mic right
So Baby D won't you tell them what its like
Its kinda hard comin' up
you think I owe you
Hey yo I've had it worse mistaken me thought that would work
Battle plans in works aching it's so bad it hurts
Sneaking by I lurk
a dime on her, calling it a free hoe
I'm rich like I'm Roddy, she stretch like palates
I get to the money bag, feel like Yo Gotti
I'm making a pussy fold
Neck deep
In the dope game
If the feds sweep
I'ma have to climb out
Ball so hard on these niggas
Play the whole game
I don't even take a timeout
Neck
shit'll rip yo back (This, That, and the third)
(A true love is hard to come by)
You can come by, baby come by
We smokin' on Trillato, gettin' dumb high
forever
Direct beats that's contagious, loved by all ages
Graduated from the you-and-I-versity
Of hard-hitters, for real
Yo, I got niggas in
rollin' witchu
You never got a person hit i spray the guns
Don't play the drums but know
How to work wit' sticks
Bitch you not a thug and you not
The plug
gettin' me anxious
To speak for my defendants, that say that they plaintive
Guess we guilty by song, but yo the government must be on
(Exodus)
I mean
Started from the bottom had to work my way up
All hard work nigga ain’t no luck
Gotta keep it solid for the gang just us
Niggas talk about it but it
face, illuminati in yo brain
Pull a Gotti, let it spray
Or pull the Throttle til it breaks
I been working so fucking hard (Ah yeah)
Break of dawn, drop
white tips on my toes
Bitch this ain't luck
Bitch this ain't luck
I work hard as fuck
I work hard as fuck
Bitch this ain't luck
Bitch this ain't luck
I
I got to say even if they were rude
And gave me attitude it's a shame what I have to do to get written fool
I work hard
Goddamn hard
To keep this
to fake it
Catch me out 3P deep thats pistol play im making
Send yo ass right to god allah budda or satan
Oooh you work so hard they tryna take it
You got
When it's hard, when it's hard, when it's hard, when it's hard
The facade of a teacher living clean as a sponge
Work it out, think about how they
and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, Field marshals, elites and the chief
Soldiers we better take heed and realize
Signs of the times, stand by yo 9,
Watch out
though, screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your click be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Chorus
Verse Three: Sheek Luchion
Yo, hard as it is
My nigga Ja sold more records than an o.g. (o.g.)
Tah flyin by in the Lac truck like a o.g.(o.g.)
For Gotti I'd body a nigga quicker than a o.g.
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh
(Ayy, ayy) yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh
(DrumGod)
On foenem
I'm grievin' hard 'cause my nigga
No days off they say hard work pays off
So imma go get that check
Then imma flex like a boss
Im Finessing no stressing
These hoes they call me
What, what
Uh, uh
What, uh
What, yeah
Uh, yo
Yo, what
Yo, uh
Yo, uh
(Charli)
Say Mobb Deep, niggas go sorry
Niggas might rob me
See
identity was born
And no, this ain't a movie, dog
This is murder
(Murder, murder, murder)
And you need a second for me
Yo Gotti, I make the hits, you just
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