U Hard Lyrics
| Song | U Hard |
| Artist | Haystak |
| Album | From Start To Finish |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Haystak, Paradise | |
| Check check, this mics on? | |
| Now when we ride hard we kickin up dust don't leave no body behind to talk, naw naw; | |
| And the only proof that my crew came through'll be the people found lyin in chalk. | |
| Allow me to introduce, first crackavelli tha boss; | |
| White boy til | |
| I die whatever tha cost. | |
| I'll be a lie if | |
| I said that | |
| I never took losses; | |
| But I'm tellin tha truth when | |
| I say it don't happen often. | |
| I'll be pissin people off until they put me in a coffin; | |
| I'm a seargent in this army people listen when | |
| I'm talkin. | |
| Caution! can't you see we buildin here; | |
| Actin like somethin you ain't'll get you killed in here. | |
| I ain't crude or rude | |
| I'm just real sincere; | |
| There's no time to worry about your fellings here. | |
| Here here's some boots here here's some gear; | |
| You didn't wanna be here ya should'nta volunteered. | |
| We ridahs round here and we don't take to outsiders roun here; | |
| Know what | |
| I mean? it's a known fact that you can get it round here; | |
| And ain't nobody gone tell who did it round here! [Chorus: x4] | |
| I ain't them goofy white boyz from tha movies; | |
| Talk shit and have to kill me (u hard?) absolutely! | |
| They call me big bill murder all bitches; | |
| Commin out tha woods with the 30 aught sixes. | |
| E mack'll hit a bitch with a bar stool troy'll blind side you; | |
| Tan hide you no one'll ever find you. | |
| T wayne'll take you to a construction area; | |
| Steal a cement truck and use it to bury ya. | |
| Sonny'll make a withdrawl put money on your dome; | |
| My boy alan vaughn put explosives on your phone. | |
| When u's in jail put a bomb on your brougham; | |
| And if it goes down | |
| I hope your moms ain't home. | |
| Don't make me get on the phone with ricky rodriguez; | |
| Bitch ass could'nthandle vicky rodriguez. | |
| I'm not familiar with no gentle methods; | |
| You'll be identified by your dental records. | |
| Crazy how life changes in just a second; 'specially if we catch you at that intersection. [Chorus x4] | |
| I ain't malibu's most wanted | |
| I'm nashvilles most hunted; | |
| In my nortside hide out fuckin an countin money. | |
| I got 30 hoopties that'll come round through there; | |
| Light that bitch up like new year. | |
| I roll with them cold players g's in wheelchairs; | |
| Get up everyday get out and go get theirs. | |
| There's a homie name d-lo somethins wrong with his leg; | |
| And they say he'll be usin cruthes til the day he is dead. | |
| But if he up in the club and some shit get said; | |
| He'll pick that crutch up and bust a bitch in his head. | |
| I got a homie name wood weigh 350; | |
| It's like havin another me with me. | |
| I'll beat that ass when some shit go down; | |
| Saw what are you doin put that pistol down. | |
| Lex put that homemade grenade away; | |
| Dam saw where are you goin with that razor blade? ! [Chorus x4] | |
| Courage strength bravery; | |
| Start this fight in the v. | |
| I.p. This story is history; | |
| And fuck everybody who disagree. | |
| We'll fight to the finish never surrender; | |
| You'll have to kill us just remember. | |
| We don't die we multiply; | |
| C dub b untill we die! |
| zuo qu : Haystak, Paradise | |
| Check check, this mics on? | |
| Now when we ride hard we kickin up dust don' t leave no body behind to talk, naw naw | |
| And the only proof that my crew came through' ll be the people found lyin in chalk. | |
| Allow me to introduce, first crackavelli tha boss | |
| White boy til | |
| I die whatever tha cost. | |
| I' ll be a lie if | |
| I said that | |
| I never took losses | |
| But I' m tellin tha truth when | |
| I say it don' t happen often. | |
| I' ll be pissin people off until they put me in a coffin | |
| I' m a seargent in this army people listen when | |
| I' m talkin. | |
| Caution! can' t you see we buildin here | |
| Actin like somethin you ain' t' ll get you killed in here. | |
| I ain' t crude or rude | |
| I' m just real sincere | |
| There' s no time to worry about your fellings here. | |
| Here here' s some boots here here' s some gear | |
| You didn' t wanna be here ya should' nta volunteered. | |
| We ridahs round here and we don' t take to outsiders roun here | |
| Know what | |
| I mean? it' s a known fact that you can get it round here | |
| And ain' t nobody gone tell who did it round here! Chorus: x4 | |
| I ain' t them goofy white boyz from tha movies | |
| Talk shit and have to kill me u hard? absolutely! | |
| They call me big bill murder all bitches | |
| Commin out tha woods with the 30 aught sixes. | |
| E mack' ll hit a bitch with a bar stool troy' ll blind side you | |
| Tan hide you no one' ll ever find you. | |
| T wayne' ll take you to a construction area | |
| Steal a cement truck and use it to bury ya. | |
| Sonny' ll make a withdrawl put money on your dome | |
| My boy alan vaughn put explosives on your phone. | |
| When u' s in jail put a bomb on your brougham | |
| And if it goes down | |
| I hope your moms ain' t home. | |
| Don' t make me get on the phone with ricky rodriguez | |
| Bitch ass could' nthandle vicky rodriguez. | |
| I' m not familiar with no gentle methods | |
| You' ll be identified by your dental records. | |
| Crazy how life changes in just a second ' specially if we catch you at that intersection. Chorus x4 | |
| I ain' t malibu' s most wanted | |
| I' m nashvilles most hunted | |
| In my nortside hide out fuckin an countin money. | |
| I got 30 hoopties that' ll come round through there | |
| Light that bitch up like new year. | |
| I roll with them cold players g' s in wheelchairs | |
| Get up everyday get out and go get theirs. | |
| There' s a homie name dlo somethins wrong with his leg | |
| And they say he' ll be usin cruthes til the day he is dead. | |
| But if he up in the club and some shit get said | |
| He' ll pick that crutch up and bust a bitch in his head. | |
| I got a homie name wood weigh 350 | |
| It' s like havin another me with me. | |
| I' ll beat that ass when some shit go down | |
| Saw what are you doin put that pistol down. | |
| Lex put that homemade grenade away | |
| Dam saw where are you goin with that razor blade? ! Chorus x4 | |
| Courage strength bravery | |
| Start this fight in the v. | |
| I. p. This story is history | |
| And fuck everybody who disagree. | |
| We' ll fight to the finish never surrender | |
| You' ll have to kill us just remember. | |
| We don' t die we multiply | |
| C dub b untill we die! |
| zuò qǔ : Haystak, Paradise | |
| Check check, this mics on? | |
| Now when we ride hard we kickin up dust don' t leave no body behind to talk, naw naw | |
| And the only proof that my crew came through' ll be the people found lyin in chalk. | |
| Allow me to introduce, first crackavelli tha boss | |
| White boy til | |
| I die whatever tha cost. | |
| I' ll be a lie if | |
| I said that | |
| I never took losses | |
| But I' m tellin tha truth when | |
| I say it don' t happen often. | |
| I' ll be pissin people off until they put me in a coffin | |
| I' m a seargent in this army people listen when | |
| I' m talkin. | |
| Caution! can' t you see we buildin here | |
| Actin like somethin you ain' t' ll get you killed in here. | |
| I ain' t crude or rude | |
| I' m just real sincere | |
| There' s no time to worry about your fellings here. | |
| Here here' s some boots here here' s some gear | |
| You didn' t wanna be here ya should' nta volunteered. | |
| We ridahs round here and we don' t take to outsiders roun here | |
| Know what | |
| I mean? it' s a known fact that you can get it round here | |
| And ain' t nobody gone tell who did it round here! Chorus: x4 | |
| I ain' t them goofy white boyz from tha movies | |
| Talk shit and have to kill me u hard? absolutely! | |
| They call me big bill murder all bitches | |
| Commin out tha woods with the 30 aught sixes. | |
| E mack' ll hit a bitch with a bar stool troy' ll blind side you | |
| Tan hide you no one' ll ever find you. | |
| T wayne' ll take you to a construction area | |
| Steal a cement truck and use it to bury ya. | |
| Sonny' ll make a withdrawl put money on your dome | |
| My boy alan vaughn put explosives on your phone. | |
| When u' s in jail put a bomb on your brougham | |
| And if it goes down | |
| I hope your moms ain' t home. | |
| Don' t make me get on the phone with ricky rodriguez | |
| Bitch ass could' nthandle vicky rodriguez. | |
| I' m not familiar with no gentle methods | |
| You' ll be identified by your dental records. | |
| Crazy how life changes in just a second ' specially if we catch you at that intersection. Chorus x4 | |
| I ain' t malibu' s most wanted | |
| I' m nashvilles most hunted | |
| In my nortside hide out fuckin an countin money. | |
| I got 30 hoopties that' ll come round through there | |
| Light that bitch up like new year. | |
| I roll with them cold players g' s in wheelchairs | |
| Get up everyday get out and go get theirs. | |
| There' s a homie name dlo somethins wrong with his leg | |
| And they say he' ll be usin cruthes til the day he is dead. | |
| But if he up in the club and some shit get said | |
| He' ll pick that crutch up and bust a bitch in his head. | |
| I got a homie name wood weigh 350 | |
| It' s like havin another me with me. | |
| I' ll beat that ass when some shit go down | |
| Saw what are you doin put that pistol down. | |
| Lex put that homemade grenade away | |
| Dam saw where are you goin with that razor blade? ! Chorus x4 | |
| Courage strength bravery | |
| Start this fight in the v. | |
| I. p. This story is history | |
| And fuck everybody who disagree. | |
| We' ll fight to the finish never surrender | |
| You' ll have to kill us just remember. | |
| We don' t die we multiply | |
| C dub b untill we die! |
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