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Hard Hitters

T.I.P.专辑

  • You can smoke one to the head to this
    Rizin Sun,
    Young Buck (What),
    First Born (What), and
    D-TayThem four hard hitters ****** and we back
    Another **** track, know what
    I'm sayin' what yo[Verse 1]
    Yo we them hard hitters
    Them drag you out the yard ******z
    Bout to squab triggers
    That leave you in the dark ******
    We raw ******
    Them same superstar ******
    Them anytime goin' right ain't no bar ******
    We blow figures
    To show you who the boss ******
    That drops ******z
    With the chrome
    Moss ******
    You lost ******
    See T.I.P. don't like the game
    Ya get outta line and
    T.I.P. gon' like they aim[Verse 2]
    Is it my turn to show them ******z we be stars on tracks
    Start up beef, we in yo front yard with gats
    So don't go with that, we leave you flat paralyzed from the neck
    With a mother******' hole in ya back
    It ain't my fault if you balled hard
    Start slimin' up the walls, leave him in his draws
    ****** you know the protocol
    We were born for hard ball
    Stealin' cars and livin' life hard ya heard me[Hook]
    If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me
    Then go and get the straps ****** gunfire with me
    You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty
    My real ******z, hard hitters they ride with me
    If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me
    Then go and get the straps ****** gunfire with me
    You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty
    My real ******z, hard hitters they die with me[Verse 3]
    We did it all in our lifetime
    Dealin' drugs, bustin' them slugs
    Runnin' with thugs, when it get down to them broads
    They ain't showin' no love
    Put his face in the mud
    ******' with the hard hitters,
    D-Tay my ******
    Got contracts to get 'em, lyrical spitter
    We slaved on the figures found out who's better
    From Nashville to
    Chucktown we go round for round
    City to city and then we knock it down[Verse 4]
    Yeah we'll lock it down
    Then we hit these ******z spot up with fifty rounds
    The best pound for pound
    Representin' the town
    That'll clown when it's time for the showdown, better slow down(D-Tay unload the four pound)
    This ************t's about to go down ******
    Whoa now leave these ******z ************t tore down
    Whole town be locked down
    Got the whole world shocked now
    T.I.P. on top now[Hook][Verse 5]
    I'll put it all on the line for these gangsta ass ******z of mine
    First Born,
    D-Tay we hard hitters combined
    Talk ************t and ya dyin' if ya think that
    I'm lyin'Ask that ****** named
    Bryan, caught six in the spine
    And we ain't hard to find we just sleep in the daytime
    After the sun************ne we duckin' for war time
    You said you want what now
    See go to war ******, hard hitters we buck wild
    Just us four ******z
    See we live for gunfire, kick in ya door ******
    If we come at lunchtime, we afternoon killers
    Who that playa with mine
    Must be some new ******z
    Who done did some time and wanna mitch new figures
    Get the tools ******z, let's show the world how we abuse ******z
    **** back the hammer and just shoot ******
    All for the loot ******
    We ain't no cute ******z
    Tryin' to knock boots ******
    We out here choosin' ******[Hook]
  • You can smoke one to the head to this
    Rizin Sun,
    Young Buck (What),
    First Born (What), and
    D-TayThem four hard hitters ****** and we back
    Another **** track, know what
    I'm sayin' what yo[Verse 1]
    Yo we them hard hitters
    Them drag you out the yard ******z
    Bout to squab triggers
    That leave you in the dark ******
    We raw ******
    Them same superstar ******
    Them anytime goin' right ain't no bar ******
    We blow figures
    To show you who the boss ******
    That drops ******z
    With the chrome
    Moss ******
    You lost ******
    See T.I.P. don't like the game
    Ya get outta line and
    T.I.P. gon' like they aim[Verse 2]
    Is it my turn to show them ******z we be stars on tracks
    Start up beef, we in yo front yard with gats
    So don't go with that, we leave you flat paralyzed from the neck
    With a mother******' hole in ya back
    It ain't my fault if you balled hard
    Start slimin' up the walls, leave him in his draws
    ****** you know the protocol
    We were born for hard ball
    Stealin' cars and livin' life hard ya heard me[Hook]
    If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me
    Then go and get the straps ****** gunfire with me
    You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty
    My real ******z, hard hitters they ride with me
    If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me
    Then go and get the straps ****** gunfire with me
    You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty
    My real ******z, hard hitters they die with me[Verse 3]
    We did it all in our lifetime
    Dealin' drugs, bustin' them slugs
    Runnin' with thugs, when it get down to them broads
    They ain't showin' no love
    Put his face in the mud
    ******' with the hard hitters,
    D-Tay my ******
    Got contracts to get 'em, lyrical spitter
    We slaved on the figures found out who's better
    From Nashville to
    Chucktown we go round for round
    City to city and then we knock it down[Verse 4]
    Yeah we'll lock it down
    Then we hit these ******z spot up with fifty rounds
    The best pound for pound
    Representin' the town
    That'll clown when it's time for the showdown, better slow down(D-Tay unload the four pound)
    This ************t's about to go down ******
    Whoa now leave these ******z ************t tore down
    Whole town be locked down
    Got the whole world shocked now
    T.I.P. on top now[Hook][Verse 5]
    I'll put it all on the line for these gangsta ass ******z of mine
    First Born,
    D-Tay we hard hitters combined
    Talk ************t and ya dyin' if ya think that
    I'm lyin'Ask that ****** named
    Bryan, caught six in the spine
    And we ain't hard to find we just sleep in the daytime
    After the sun************ne we duckin' for war time
    You said you want what now
    See go to war ******, hard hitters we buck wild
    Just us four ******z
    See we live for gunfire, kick in ya door ******
    If we come at lunchtime, we afternoon killers
    Who that playa with mine
    Must be some new ******z
    Who done did some time and wanna mitch new figures
    Get the tools ******z, let's show the world how we abuse ******z
    **** back the hammer and just shoot ******
    All for the loot ******
    We ain't no cute ******z
    Tryin' to knock boots ******
    We out here choosin' ******[Hook]