Fat Joe - Hard Not To Kill [Clean] Lyrics
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| Fat Joe
- Hard Not To Kill [Clean] Lyrics
Album: Me, Myself And I [Clean] Yeah, it's like that certain swagger of one's self That BS music, that TS music, let's cook Let me talk to these ***, I fought with these *** Been in court for these ***, these is my *** I never once count the chart figures Never blamed y'all when s*** came up missin' Naw, plus you'se a live wire Caught beef over you *** in Elmira Stood next to y'all while you was on fire *** tried to kill us everyday but we some riders Right, where did we go wrong? You stayed in the streets, I switched to rap songs You blazin' your heat, I'm reppin' the Bronx Got caught in the sweep, I'm payin' your bond I'd a done it ten times Next thing I know I hear you talkin' outta line Like, this ain't love, this is extortion Joey know better, I put 'em in a coffin I had to take a deep breath *** about to get real crazy in the X Man, I have them run up on ya I'll wait a couple years, you'll be on that same corner It's kinda hard not to kill *** Like a full time job not to kill *** Oh yeah, *** is realer then you think For my respect, I do years in the bin It's kinda hard not to kill *** Like a full time job not to kill *** Oh yeah, *** is realer then you think For my respect, I do years in the bin Been in the game for the minute, I'm makin' moves I switch careers, I make them movies Got TV shows that's reppin' the Bronx I'm spittin' the Spanish, I'm viva Reggaeton Oh yeah, I'm ready for war Any body, hard body, just my 44 I mean Crack's that ***, I'll smack that *** I'll yap that ***, gun clap that *** Oh yeah, I spit that *** Motivate young *** how to flip them *** Showed you how to dump off and toss the *** And this all the muh'f*** thanks I get I'm just being polite I'm married to this rap *** but the streets my life Matter of fact, I take your life Run up on your crib, *** your wife It's kinda hard not to kill *** Like a full time job not to kill *** Oh yeah, *** is realer then you think For my respect, I do years in the bin It's kinda hard not to kill *** Like a full time job not to kill *** Oh yeah, *** is realer then you think For my respect, I do years in the bin
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