Three The Hard Way

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[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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