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Harder (feat. Gwap, Mop & Slatt Rock)
by Brazy Kinko
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Basta King gone nigga dead
Alone
Bitch, y'all he gone free
Fucked her off the perc, now the bitch said I'm her father
I just love that child because that bitch shoot a lil' harder
Can't take no more losses so a nigga move it smarter
I just fucked your thot and that hoe she
had to water
Go and get that money, gotta get it everyday
I just love to get paid, gotta get it every way
I just taste the cake, run it up and hit the plate
Give him ten fakes, he get shot right in the face
We ain't doin' no fades, let the chopper chop him like a blade
I can't let these hoes get saved, bitches still gettin' played
And we still servin' J's, houses still gettin' razed
And we still slayin' K's, I shoot shit in broad day
I pull up, let it spray, your ass might die today
I can't count no bitch spades, niggas still runnin' away
Niggas still throwin' shades
Fucked her off the perc, now the bitch said I'm her father
I just love that child because that bitch shoot a lil' harder
Can't take no more losses so a nigga move it smarter
I just fucked your thot and that hoe she had to water
Get the blinky, it get sticky, hit you in your throat
From the field where all we know is blowin', kick your door
Slime you out a smoke a pack
Plenty dime bubble, we give you what you want
Plenty bullets, plenty bitches
Plenty chose, thirty-seven hundred, we a blow
Thirty-seven hundred and we brimmin', bitch, we gon' blow
Catch one, I'm out, I'll let you kill him, we gon' go
CK on my B, that you know, B.J., he gon' blow
I like fuck them bitches, let's try it, mama, I don't fuck around, try it, hoe
I like fuck the hoe in front of back and flip a hoe, then kill the thote
You know I'm freed up, freed up, freed up, freed up, freed up
Fucked her off the perc, now the bitch said I'm her father
I just love that child because that bitch shoot a lil' harder
Can't take no more losses to a nigga movin' smarter
I just fucked your thot and that hoe, she had to water
Go and get that money, gotta get it every day
I just love to get paid, gotta get it every way
I just taste the cake, we run it up and hit the play
Basta King gone nigga dead
Alone
Bitch, y'all he gone free
Fucked her off the perc, now the bitch said I'm her father
I just love that child because that bitch shoot a lil' harder
Can't take no more losses so a nigga move it smarter
I just fucked your thot and that hoe she
had to water
Go and get that money, gotta get it everyday
I just love to get paid, gotta get it every way
I just taste the cake, run it up and hit the plate
Give him ten fakes, he get shot right in the face
We ain't doin' no fades, let the chopper chop him like a blade
I can't let these hoes get saved, bitches still gettin' played
And we still servin' J's, houses still gettin' razed
And we still slayin' K's, I shoot shit in broad day
I pull up, let it spray, your ass might die today
I can't count no bitch spades, niggas still runnin' away
Niggas still throwin' shades
Fucked her off the perc, now the bitch said I'm her father
I just love that child because that bitch shoot a lil' harder
Can't take no more losses so a nigga move it smarter
I just fucked your thot and that hoe she had to water
Get the blinky, it get sticky, hit you in your throat
From the field where all we know is blowin', kick your door
Slime you out a smoke a pack
Plenty dime bubble, we give you what you want
Plenty bullets, plenty bitches
Plenty chose, thirty-seven hundred, we a blow
Thirty-seven hundred and we brimmin', bitch, we gon' blow
Catch one, I'm out, I'll let you kill him, we gon' go
CK on my B, that you know, B.J., he gon' blow
I like fuck them bitches, let's try it, mama, I don't fuck around, try it, hoe
I like fuck the hoe in front of back and flip a hoe, then kill the thote
You know I'm freed up, freed up, freed up, freed up, freed up
Fucked her off the perc, now the bitch said I'm her father
I just love that child because that bitch shoot a lil' harder
Can't take no more losses to a nigga movin' smarter
I just fucked your thot and that hoe, she had to water
Go and get that money, gotta get it every day
I just love to get paid, gotta get it every way
I just taste the cake, we run it up and hit the play
