Lyrics:
and wife hype baby not tonight
Living a players life, woah I be everywhere
Meeting all kind of women but ooh I'm playin' too hard to get
We can wine
Hey music lover
Hey music lover
Don't wanna be no social drag by playin guitar
Hey music lover
I just wanna sing to you
Cos playin' dead is hard
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
at your service
None other than, the Fifth government playin' the cut again
Y'all clueless to what the fuck is up again
Yo, hard times and sufferin'
nigga, Baby, he get his shine on
I'm a hard stuntin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number
whole krew
By some food for the needy my g they need it too
Huh yeah
They think I'm bad news
Maybe cuz I got a short fuse
Cuz I'm playin by my own rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
work ain't too hard to find
Stickin' with its half the time
But you know what
I'm gonna get turned up
Cause I drink
And get by
Playin on Friday nights
Situation critical, calibers got to step in
They get out of jail, no answers, you gettin' left in
I just pull up outside in a foreign in this bitch
I ain't
"Get out of my face" (my face)
I got a Glock and it's right by my waist (huh-huh)
If you try me I'll get you out the way (do-do)
She wanna know what
nigga door
Off the hinges, I'm relentless
I represent this, can I get a witness (Amen)
Amen , I work hard for the south
These niggas playin' hard
the eyes
Mistakin' it for trust, starin' right in the eyes
Women say they love but never more than the eyes
You the only one that my dick could get hard
to hurt you
I'm not okay with what you thought
You're playin' games, let's learn some lessons
You know the rules, you put your eyes on
It'd be a shame,
number 1 dont get caught by these bitches
They might set u up u think u gettin pussy then niggas pull up u get caught in ya britches
Pow pow
Money driven
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
Comin down the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock
Hard truth soldier radio
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
I've been asked by Public Enemy
Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
Keeps trinna paint it
But who am I playin'
What am I saying
Fear and pride have collided in battle over depression
I understand the fight was won by God
happened everyday in the Street so you go feel wit us
None of this nigga they value their Life at all
They been playin shit by themselves
They wanna do
Lookin' at my heart in your hand, this shit get real, no, I ain't playin'
Sometimes you won't understand, ain't perfect, I do what I can
You the one God
or a Dr. Seuss yo I'm a gangsta
And I'm about to get stupid
I guess its time for the trama
With the E-a-z-why-e comma now that's drama
So pay attention by
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