Tru - Hard N's lyrics

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Tru - Hard N's lyrics

[c-murder talking] [hook] We some hard n***as, hard n***as, hard n***as We some hard n***as, hard n***as, hard n***as (some bad motherf**as) We some hard n***as, hard n***as, hard n***as We some hard n***as, hard n***as, hard n***as (some bad motherf**as) [c-murder] I make money off top, turning caine into rocks And i carry two glocks, so i can't be stopped From the city to the state, i'm pushing rhymes like weight Pitbulls by the gate, and got the camera with ??? And twenty g's in my draws, money taped to my balls And i really can't move [why?] or that sh** might fall I'm a gangsta, i sell dope n***a, it's my job '89 was the year when i started to rob I'm a fool, i used to smoke weed at school And got kicked out because i toted a tool Other n***as used to run, but me i stood still Cuz if a n***a f**ed up [hmph!] ??? was k**ed And ask sam, i'm blowing on fools like what! That n***a opened his mouth, so i f**ed him up n***a what, you don't want me to pull this trigger I told you motherf**as we some hard a** n***as [b**h] [hook] x2 [master p] Mask up with the homies when it's time to ride n***as thugged out wit' life til' the day that we die Tattoos on my arm n***a stomach and back They co*king tech-9's like a mechanic co*k a car-jack I'm from the city where we don't give a f** n***a ?? up the wrong hood and n***as gon' shut you up n***a we bout big bucks, stash outdoor in the cut Holla 'hoody hoo' when the rollers rode up We ghetto millionaires, but they call us rejects Because we love to smoke weed and f** b**hes in the project I tried to creep threw the hood and them feds tried to book me He said what you doing back here in new o. i say i love ghetto p**y [hook] [fiend] [waump! waump!] I'm ghetto ??? getting my profession them balls working deadly weapons If i die them young n***as can take it as a lesson My clips be side jumping but a n***a name wessun, first name smith Known in the hood for pretty ?? Let me introduce myself, the one that toted shotty! Tossing em in ya body Blame it on the bacardi n***as don't wanna start me I'm b-a-d, sometimes i get kinda afraid of me Survivors thun graded me on brains batts and all Because befo' i steer em wrong, I'd rather have my ?? The hardest is gone, i just arrived collecting was rightly mine You won't some hard n***as you can catch us on the grind [we some] [hook]