lirik lagu lor slick & kaimoney - hard times
[intro: lor sl!ck]
b~tch ass n~ggas
man y’all already know how we coming, man
free all the f~ckin’ guys man
hard times don’t last forever, real n~ggas do, yeah
[verse 1: lor sl!ck]
yeah, you n~ggas b~tches
telling business on live, thinking that you good
and all my n~ggas really good, we be stacking fetti as a n~gga should (as we should)
and we ain’t really with the dissing, i was tryna tell em’ really what it was (what it was)
and i ain’t with the back and forth, i’ma just say i wish a n~gga would
yeah, mode street
b~tch i’m in that mode it ain’t no stoppin’ me
mode street
po on my d~ck i think bout’ blocking b
and if it was some fetti on my head it ain’t no poppin’ me
n~gga said they put me on a bag ain’t send no shots at me
they geeking bro
lor bro grab the switches, i straight told him y’all be cheating bro
spin that b~tch three times and we ain’t stopping, we deleting bro
when qwon died i ain’t lying i lost my mind and i stopped eating bro
when qwon died i ain’t lying i lost my mind and i stopped eating bro
hard times, reminiscin’ bout’ them hard rhymes
remember spinning with the broke nine
hit his body i’m sure that it broke spines
n~ggas b~tches, not mine
my first strap was a glock 9
was the only n~gga with the gun we was deep as a b~tch, but you know i’ma pop mine (bop, bop, bop)
no need to try and tell when you was in this sh~t (right)
pull up and finish it
free my n~ggas they innocent (they innocent)
a couple n~ggas in that cell that case still pending b~tch (mmhm)
we stand on business quick, grab the switches and finish sh~t
remember nights we was posted on that set and it was slow
we had to hold the stop sign, n~gga [a never?] pop mine
pull up with this glock 9
took your soul but not mine
n~ggas b~tches you know how we coming, you n~ggas not mine
[verse 2: kaimoney]
b~tch we be draggin’ (draggin’)
let them n~ggas know that we get active (active)
we can really make sh~t happen on this side, we don’t duck action (no cap)
[when they?] say this switch do magic, hop out and i get to blasting
see lights skirt off and i’m gassing, selling pounds b~tch i’m [?]
you know that i’m the one, when i’m out i keep the gun (that gun)
what’s on the bottom that’s the drum, run up on me i’ma bust your bum (stupid)
we love to spin, we do it for fun (for fun)
when the bullets collide
don’t try to run (don’t try to run)
don’t try to run (don’t try to run)
don’t try to run or i’m gonna chase you down
and we ride with h~lla rounds (bop, bop, bop, bop)
i swear we pushing h~lla pounds
if he play then we gon’ mask up
and we put you underground (underground man)
we be smoking on the za
make a diss and you get fried, you ain’t get to say goodbye (at all)
you n~ggas dressed up wearing ties, your mother wiping off her eyes
all black masked up that’s the disguise, we put you dumbass in the sky
we sent you dumbass up with god, he wanna be famous turned him into a star
hop out on feet we don’t shoot out the car (what?, don’t shoot out the car)
hop out on feet we don’t shoot out the car
he tried to run but ain’t make it far
[? afar]
[? try to go hard]
[outro: lor sl!ck & kaimoney]
you heard me b~tchass
sh~t you already know how we coming
but like [?] sh~t b~tch
dumbass n~ggas down [?]
stupid (ahahaha)
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