Hard n's

Hard n's Lyrics

[ C Murder ]
What now? (stupid mutha f**ker) what now mutha f**ka
I told you b**ches
stop talkin all that muthaf**kin sh*t
im not gonna send niggas out fiendin
im comin for ya myself b**ch!
i told you mutha f**kas dont f**k with TRU
it was a dumb move nigga
now im f**kin wit you
now watch your wives
while i put this f**kin bullet in ur dome
you dumb nigga i told yall to leave us alone
how many niggas got a dolla cant top my sh*t (my sh*t)
all these b**ch mutha f**kas
quit ridin my dick (my dick)
you run ya mutha f**kin mouth like you a broad or somethin (b**ch)
niggas actin like they mutha f**kin hard or somethin
yeah, you aint sh*t with your clique nigga
to me you a b**ch. im a real nigga
jumpin your sh*t f**kin you wit
throw them hands or them hot thangs
its all on you, check my back of my own
fool im nothin but TRU C-MURDA
bosalini of this rap game (rap game)
b**ch im rich nigga you know my mutha f**kin name
big bee hive boy and P and bosanili (bosanili) on the tank
that'll make you wear smelly
and we dont give a lily f**k about the laws (f**k the laws)
we got big balls (big balls)
ghetto supastar drivin big cars
now if you eva in my hood
nigga holla at me (holla at me)
and if you eva wanna fight then throw a dolla at me (ya b**ch)
now if you cant really decide
that if you wanna live or die (die)
just run your f**kin mouth
and imma take you for a ride nigga
f**k what you sayin
its all on you fool
i told you mutha f**k (nigga) dont f**k wit TRU

[ chorus ]
i told you mutha f**kas dont f**k wit TRU
it was a dumb move nigga
now we f**kin wit you (dont f**k wit us)
now watch your wives while i put this f**kin bullet in ya dome
you dumb nigga, i told yall to leave us alone

[ Silkk The Shocker ]
i told you niggas dont f**k wit us
now im makin you niggas gettin clowned
tell niggas is b**ches
some of yall niggas be p**sin, sittin down
yall too small, you know what i..
do to yall (ooh) my cru ball
and plus b**ch look, we do it all
i dont f**k wit (who) him
and i dont f**k wit dogs
so what the f**k you think
if you f**k wit him, im gonna be f**kin wit yall (never)
see i'll put this gun back nigga
and i'll bust ya all
i aint give a f**k what ya name is
i aint give a f**k what yall call
niggas wanna probably just...
fuss for fun
niggas aint gone eva eva. bust no gun
?????? talkin bout what the f**k yall done (something happen down there?)
at the most niggas, probably wanna cuss and run
now we self made million-aires
we make the money, money dont make us (make us)
if yall was us, and we was yall
then i would hate us (ehehe)
yall talk about how yall wanna be us
yall aint nuttin but a bunch of hood critics
its cause we rap now
sh*t yall still would hit it

(chorus)

[ Master P ]
TRU niggas gone ride wit me
the ghettos the NBA and im the lottery
pick from the streets... from the south to the east
you the beauty im the beast
f**k these niggas they know who P
from rags to ritches
from quaters to seven figures
hollarin Hoody Hoo gettin my niggas gone be a whistle
i got the game from my homies
and yall haters, yall cant hold me
niggas rappin bout niggas on records like the 80's,
nigga yall niggas phony

(chorus)
repeat til fade..