Lyrics:
ain't tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol P+
See, niggaz uptown understand me in the street
You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me in the street
Ha-ha
Chorus
The Squad go to war like General Custard
I just lost my a-alike, and I'm takin it hard
And havin bad dreams of spooky voices and graveyards
[Erick
Reflecting on the Viet-Cong,
Uncle John's Band and a Dylan song,
Smellin' like it's supper time.
You know, it brought a tear to his eye,
The day that Jerry
Hustle hard it ain't no job bitch I supply myself
Ion ask niggas for features I'm fye myself
I talk to God a lot bout the only time I cry for help
My car
the one that's facin' life (facin' life)
Havin' dreams of him bein' free every other night (every other night)
Gave some money to his daughter just
Uptown pimp
Who be havin a hard-on for this championship like Shawn Kemp
I got these women ballin, shrimp and crawfish by the Lake Front
Five
youngin' got life, stressin'
Wonderin' if we'll forget him
Back then for six racks, get 'em
Now times that by ten just for rentin'
It ain't 'bout
splitter, put one in ya
To the woods to ? your body
Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight
But my niggas ain't fuckin' the ?, tell 'em not to bang
I walk around with the grill
Cause niggas be blinded by this hip-hop shit for real
I ain't havin that, I'm clappin shit
Fuck this rappin shit, I
I walk around with the grill
Cause niggas be blinded by this hip-hop shit for real
I ain't havin that, I'm clappin shit
Fuck this rappin shit, I
of state
Either way a nigga was known for havin' a lot of weight
Try to knock me down but it only made me bigger
Haters wanna see me fall but a nigga
Chopper right beside in case a nigga try to jerk me
I did the city thing plus I played it out of state
Either way a nigga was known for havin' a lot
Well they took apart that band of steel
Down in the wreckers yard
They left me standing here draggin my heels
Times get tough and times get hard
Well
got 'em cross-eyed
And I won't function with my hands tied
I'ma stand by, cause I can't slide
Every campfire, every fairground
Every time I'm seein' you
clog up yo' mind
Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody
I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast?
Ain't time ta take
the doesn't want to sin.
Props to the girl although it hit hard times;
It was Hell finishin' school and working part-time.
Yet Dawn did it though her youth went
backdoored by your best friend
How you thought that was your mans?
Whole time he was gon' slime like Durant
Hometown hero, I do what I can
You do what you do,
your mind
You will survive
Hard times keep coming
Laid off, no money
She say's stay strong
Words that help him to move on
Wet feet keep running
This
comin' up
Young and dumb
Only worried bout havin' fun
Mixed the potion I'm feelin' numb
But you stood by me whole time girl I need that
Held me down ah
My Beat, orchestrated as a treble I rate
Havin' all that it takes, make no mistake
Now we're the band wit the clan that rock every fan
Hit the hoop,
I'mma stay solid stand on all ten
Did this all by my lonely now it's time to win
I hope the lord forgive me know imma sin again
I mighty morph into
introduce myself, I don't wanna trouble you
Initials spell out RLW
I can be your lover and long time friend
But I'm so caged in, where the hell do I begin
I
holla at y'all
It's hard to see my haters when there's too many smiles
In the face just waitin' on that time then pop
So I bust it, body movements, any
rackaids in my pea coat
This shit getting major they know I'm havin' C-notes
All my bags gon' land, damn, gelato got the cheat code
Man it's gettin' hard for
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