Hard Hitters - Young Buck
You can smoke one to the head to this
Rizin Sun, Young Buck (What), First Born (What), and D-Tay
Them four hard hitters n_gga and we back
Another dope track, know what I'm sayin' what yo
[Verse 1]
Yo we them hard hitters
Them drag you out the yard n_ggaz
Bout to squab triggers
That leave you in the dark n_gga
We raw n_gga
Them same superstar n_gga
Them anytime goin' right ain't no bar n_gga
We blow figures
To show you who the boss n_gga
That drops n_ggaz
With the chrome Moss n_gga
You lost n_gga
See T.I.P. don't like the game
Ya get outta line and T.I.P. gon' like they aim
[Verse 2]
Is it my turn to show them n_ggaz we be stars on tracks
Start up beef, we in yo front yard with gats
So don't go with that, we leave you flat paralyzed from the neck
With a motherf_ckin' hole in ya back
It ain't my fault if you balled hard
Start slimin' up the walls, leave him in his draws
N_gga you know the protocol
We were born for hard ball
Stealin' cars and livin' life hard ya heard me
[Hook]
If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me
Then go and get the straps n_gga gunfire with me
You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty
My real n_ggaz, hard hitters they ride with me
If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me
Then go and get the straps n_gga gunfire with me
You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty
My real n_ggaz, hard hitters they die with me
[Verse 3]
We did it all in our lifetime
Dealin' drugs, bustin' them slugs
Runnin' with thugs, when it get down to them broads
They ain't showin' no love
Put his face in the mud
F_ckin' with the hard hitters, D-Tay my n_gga
Got contracts to get 'em, lyrical spitter
We slaved on the figures found out who's better
From Nashville to Chucktown we go round for round
City to city and then we knock it down
[Verse 4]
Yeah we'll lock it down
Then we hit these n_ggaz spot up with fifty rounds
The best pound for pound
Representin' the town
That'll clown when it's time for the showdown, better slow down
(D-Tay unload the four pound)
This sh_t's about to go down n_gga
Whoa now leave these n_ggaz sh_t tore down
Whole town be locked down
Got the whole world shocked now
T.I.P. on top now
[Hook]
[Verse 5]
I'll put it all on the line for these gangsta ass n_ggaz of mine
First Born, D-Tay we hard hitters combined
Talk sh_t and ya dyin' if ya think that I'm lyin'
Ask that n_gga named Bryan, caught six in the spine
And we ain't hard to find we just sleep in the daytime
After the sunshine we duckin' for war time
You said you want what now
See go to war n_gga, hard hitters we buck wild
Just us four n_ggaz
See we live for gunfire, kick in ya door n_gga
If we come at lunchtime, we afternoon killers
Who that playa with mine
Must be some new n_ggaz
Who done did some time and wanna mitch new figures
Get the tools n_ggaz, let's show the world how we abuse n_ggaz
Cock back the hammer and just shoot n_gga
All for the loot n_gga
We ain't no cute n_ggaz
Tryin' to knock boots n_gga
We out here choosin' n_gga
[Hook
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