Three The Hard Way — текст песни (Jermaine Dupri)





[jd]

See quick, I told you man once we get a beat man

Shit like this right here

I got my nigga black for me, uh

I got my nigga r.o.c. for me, uh

And yall know who the fuck I be

And for a long time I think niggaz been taking so so def for a joke

But I guess thats why we rich and yall niggaz is broke



[r.o.c.]

Yall got one chance to flow I let yall know

While yall stretch your mouth I stretch my dough

Also stretch the doors on my navigators

Long as the olajuwon

Rock mine a phenomenon mr. smith style

You wanna get uh, oh here he is now

Dot to the o caughted blow your shit down

Dot to the c youre feelin me now?

Anyhow yall niggaz cant measure up

Im here to get my cheddar and who ever mess it up?

Then imma blow these rounds out, wet em up

For my dawgs like dmx who pound like kurupt

And snoopy in the club getting at the groupies

Stash the uzi tonight flash the jewelry

And just post up we cant be touched

All my niggaz say, "what we dont give a fuck"! (uh)

B-boy style hot like tical

Four, five cal, check into the profile of a killa

Sonny black my mellow, my ace playa get on the

Microphone and rock it please



[mr. black]

Im make yall niggaz feel the hit homie

None of yall motherfuckers know me

Three times a niggaz like t.o.n.y.

All up in your spot like navy seals, wave your steel

Lay your shit down, clown Im for real

Spittin crips for chips, plant bombs in your whip

I bring the pain to the game on the real tip what?

Hittin niggaz like jfk

For the pounds and the bricks and yay, hear what I say?

Squeezing off, just to mash and releasing off

Yall motherfuckers shouldnt be so soft

Oh you type thug niggaz

Frump niggaz, yo I got no love niggaz

Expect the worse yo check it can make you see the hearse

Tell mama Im about to break the button for the nurse

Niggaz dont want it but they think they do

And soldiers should never fuck with me and my crew, who?



1 - [jd]

You know Im gonna make them dance when I step in the club

[r.o.c.]

Well I know another way to make em put their hands up

[all]

I drop the beat on

I cock the heat on

I got this party niggaz

We lock the street corners



Repeat 1



[r.o.c.]

Well its him again, the timbaland lacer

You trembling in the faces, detroit hates us

Take us, come smooth the hard shit, rock jewelry

Like mr. antarctic

Watch our hands move regardless of the chartless

Cock your automatic

So the safest thing for you to do is shut the fuck up

Let my crew do this (uh) like this niggaz from the bricks and (uh)

You dont want nwk to get to ya

So you heard we make believers out of dreamers

Now we make murder cases out of sleepers

S to the motherfuckers o to the s to the yall damned

O to the d to the e f-uck you cause we buck you,

Yall niggaz cant touch us



[mr. black]

Assume my position cause papermakings a must

Straight mangle motherfuckers when its time to bust

Lace flows with angel dust all up in your spot

We got no things with us, kind of dangerous

Dont fuck around and get caught in a verbal onslaught

cause Im label your bills and my man too $hort , ooh lord

Getting down one more time

For making motherfuckers who be out on the run

I gotta get mine daily cant let these motherfuckers fade me

Thats just the way my mama made me

Top size rider from the get go, known to spit flows

And keep them niggaz on their tiptoes

I goes to the extremity blind with weed and hennesy

I know you niggaz dont remember me

Got the flow poetic, and I stay diamond setted

Running over tracks like Im libyan, heres the past

Labeled a pussy, cash see her bounce

Shaking, moving, waiting, sipping the ounce

Whats up with that? none of yall niggaz can fuck with black

Motherfucker wheres your focus at?

Jd my mellow my ace get on the mic and come rock please



[jd]

Nigga I feel like why you gon come if aint on time

And aint no need in coming out if you aint gonna shine

Thats why I am why I am with mine and yall sick

While yall keep it real we keep it rich

Just clowning, pounding, riding around in

Some of the most elite shit to ever hit the town

Screaming out how you like me now and Im gettin busier

I stay platinum while yall get dizzier

The difference between yall is I get em out of their seats

And my balling techniques is out of your reach

Live and direct from the peach state

Where we make hits, deep grits and steak, homes laced

We never hit the breaks just continue to speed

Yall dont wanna fuck with me?



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