You Ain't Hard
T.I.
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I done been locked up with the worsest of niggas Armed robbing con men and murderous niggas The dope boys be the first to deliver Green, brown, or blow, got mo snow than Buffalo in the winter Think these lyrics is coming from a pretender If I said it I done seen it or done it So I mean it when I say you don't want it Done came a long way from jumping the hundreds (hundreds) To bagging them quarters, doing shows from L.A. to Flawda (Florida) In Atlanta, I'm the law and the order, the king of it Got a throne and a brougham and a broads that's chrome Calling houses on the water my home, wit no mortgage or loan If I live in it I bought it and own it If I'm wit a bitch I caught her and boned it No question, no less than a week and she's in confession And I bought no necklace unless I'm investing No exceptions, I'll open ya closed session [Chorus: x2] You ain't hard til you cooking like this You ain't mob til you fucked wit the click Or you flipping them bricks We make music for the broke and the rich For the hoop and the 6 For the hustlas went from nothin to G We hustle from 6 to 6 to 6 again Sell fat nicks for 10 til the bricks get in Venturing from ATL to Michigan The talk of yo town, you ain't even worth mentioning Peppermint tryin' to get another shipment in And Sam Goody just hit us on the hip again Got hot shit under our fits that'll pierce ya skin And the click I'm in some made men, know that Got a deal now, but I was the shit before that Toting steel now, but hold my own with no gat T.I.P. the answer to the question "Where them hoes at?" The heat is catching up to niggas running 4 flat At the club getting crunker than crackers on Prozac Say you got some dubs on the Lac? Well shawty where the vogues at? T.I.P. ain't the shit? come on shawty, don't act I'm the hottest thing ever flowed over 24 tracks [Chorus: x2] Some niggas wonder how I made it, I do what it takes At school I was cool wit the nigga who threw a 22 in ya face Took ya starter coat and choked ya til you blue in the face Or you might know me as the nigga who fucked ya bitch and bust 2 in her face Either way, I'm a winner like the 4 and the trey You probably never held mo dough than I can blow in a day Sometimes I'm wearing gold, sometimes I'm riding on it Between us, I doubled up off my signing bonus K.P. and Jay say "Shawty, hey you going legit" But I ignored the shit, when I scored a brick I bet you never knew how quick 36 O's'll flip Yeah I cook it til it bubble up, see how quick it double up Competition's in trouble I'm supplying the hood Born, bred, when I'm dead, I'ma die in the hood Niggas be trying the hood, I open fire in the hood Shut 'em up, wet 'em up, and let 'em lie in the hood [Chorus: x2]
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Written by: BRIAN J. KIDD, CLIFFORD J. HARRIS, NATHANIEL JOSEY
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