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| Song: | It's So Hard (featuring Donell Jones) | 
| Album: | Yeeeah Baby | Genres: | Hip Hop | 
| Year: | 2000 | 
Length: | 173 sec | 
Lyrics:
You can catch me in the cherry red 150
Got the Glizzy locked in the stizzy
Pop the clizzy, goin' 60 down a one-wizzy
Drunk pissy, tryin' to cruise through the avenue
While my peoples is poppin' bottles up in Sue's Rendezvous
Fuck that! Spun the U-ey, lost a hubcap
It's back to the shack, came back in a 'What's that?!'
Straight from Paris, checkin' Gaby's new baby carriage
Perry Ellis, auburn cherry reddish
Fresh out the dealer, got the TEC for the squealers
Wear a vest for the killers, nothin' less 'cause it's realer
In the Big Apple, where it's quick to get your shit tackled
Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
Trust no one, got beef? Bust yo' gun
You don't need no one, talkin' 'bout that you owe 'em
I'ma go for dolo, Scarface without Manolo
One deep, I be solo, bustin' heat, throwin' bolos
And it's so hard, it's how it works, baby
I'm just tryin' to get some pound, yeah
I'm tryin' to live, I'm goin' nowhere
Niggas wanna be like Pun
I stayin' alive baby
But they don't bust they guns
And it's so hard!
That's my world, I play this little VD
No-no, it hurt
Niggas wanna fuck my wife
Niggas wanna take my life
But it so hard
Rollin' with the Squad, we like Gods
Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars, strip bars in Miami
Almost came home with the Grammy
Next year, bringin' home three for the family
Watch me, you can catch it live on Hitachi
Poppin' shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase
Fuck that! Liberace, fo'-X Versace, somebody stop me!
Never that! SKEE-YU! Where my niggas at?
Uptown!! Uptown!! You know you feelin' that
Cash rule, hardcore, you can dance to
That old Biggie 'Gimme One More Chance'
Take a glance, then I'm off with yours
With both hands, take off my drawers and jerk me like the Source Awards
I love hip-hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive
Terror Squad, nigga, stop sleepin'! Oh, yeah
What you say your name was again?
And I know you from where? Elementary school?
Niggas wanna be like Pun, I don't know you, man!
But they don't bust they guns
And it's so hard
Money, not you again, go that way!
Niggas wanna fuck my wife, loser
Niggas wanna take my life
But it's so hard! (ooh)
Yeah, you ain't fuckin' my wife, takin' my life
And if just can't, just walk on by
All you haters, just walk on by
	
	
	
	
		
		
	
	
	
			
	   	 
     
	
    
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