So Hard
(专辑: Ghetto Heisman - 2002)
[Intro: W.C.] Ahh shit, god damn, niggaz done fucked up W.C. and Face done hooked up From the
West to the
South, worldwide nigga Y'all know what I'm talking about We gon' do it like this for all my gutter niggaz on the
frontline getting theirs, check it out [Chorus X2:] 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) [W.C.:] I
started off small-time Snatching purses and robbing niggaz for all mine Used to love to catch you niggaz 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 X.O. 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 [Chorus X2:] 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) [Scarface:] The
real niggaz is back, 'cause there's too many bullshit records, out on the
racks, fucking up the
craft But I'm about to put the
thug, G
back in it The
viscous Facemob with W.C. 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 sleeping, put this nine in your life (Now who the
fuck thinking 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 playing for keeps Who gives a
fuck about some bragging rights, they talk in these streets [Chorus X2:] 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) [W.C.:] I'll break niggaz, shake niggaz, fake niggaz Like weight apply pressure with my finger when spraying niggaz W.C. and Face nigga, on the
trigger delivering blood clots Bugging these niggaz with buckshots In the
six drop with fetti to drop, ready to pop Hot rocks keeping 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 [Chorus X2:] 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) [Scarface (W.C.):] I'm from the
Southside, and I'm killing with the
flow And I'm here to let these niggaz know (I'm from the
Westside, and I'm dipping in a
fo' And I'm here to let you niggaz know) I'm from the
Southside, and I'm killing with the
flow And I'm here to let these niggaz know (I'm from the
Westside, and I'm dipping in a
fo' And I'm here to let you niggaz know)