You Ain't Hard 歌词
| 歌曲 | You Ain't Hard |
| 歌手 | T.I. |
| 专辑 | I'm Serious |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : C. Harris | |
| I done been locked up wit the worsest of niggas | |
| Armed robbin con men and murderous niggas | |
| The dope boys be the first to deliver | |
| Green, brown, or blow, got mo snow than Buffalo in the winter | |
| Think these lyrics is comin from a pretender | |
| If I said it I done seen it or done it | |
| So I mean it when I say you don't want it | |
| Done came a long way from jumpin the hunnids (hundreds) | |
| To baggin them quarters, doin shows from L.A. to Flawda (Florida) | |
| In Atlanta, I'm the law and the order, the king of it | |
| Got a throne and a brougham and a (?) that's chrome | |
| Callin houses on the water my home, wit no mortgage or loan | |
| If I live in it I bought it and own it | |
| If I'm wit a bitch I caught her and boned it | |
| No question, no less than a week and she's in confession | |
| And I bought no necklace unless I'm investin | |
| No exceptions, I'll open ya closed session | |
| [Hook X2] | |
| You ain't hard til you cookin like this | |
| You ain't mob til you fucked wit the click | |
| Or you flippin them bricks | |
| We make music for the broke and the rich | |
| For the hoop and the 6 | |
| For the hustlas went from nothin to (?) | |
| We hustle from 6 to 6 to 6 again | |
| Sell fat nicks for 10 til the bricks get in | |
| Venturin from ATL to Michigan | |
| The talk of yo town, y'aint even worth mentionin | |
| Peppermint try'na get another shipment in | |
| And Sam Goody just hit us on the hip again | |
| Got hot shit under our fits that'll pierce ya skin | |
| And the click I'm in some made men, know dat | |
| Got a deal now, but I was the shit befo dat | |
| Totin steel now, but hold my own wit no gat | |
| T.I.P. the answer to the question "Where them hoes at?" | |
| The heat is catchin up to niggas runnin 4 flat | |
| At the club gettin crunker than crackers on Prozac | |
| Say you got some dubs on the Lac? Well shawty where the vogues at? | |
| T.I.P. ain't the shit? come on shawty, don't act | |
| I'm the hottest thing ever flowed over 24 tracks | |
| [Hook X2] | |
| Some niggas wonder how I made it, I do what it takes | |
| At school I was cool wit the nigga who threw a 22 in ya face | |
| Took ya starter coat and choked ya til you blue in the face | |
| Or you might know me as the nigga who fucked ya bitch and bust 2 in her face | |
| Either way, I'm a winner like the 4 and the trey | |
| You probably never held mo dough than I can blow in a day | |
| Sometimes I'm wearin gold, sometimes I'm ridin on it | |
| Between us, I doubled up off my signin bonus | |
| K.P. and Jay say "Shawty, ay you goin legit" | |
| But I ignored the shit, when I scored a brick | |
| I bet you never knew how quick 36 O's'll flip | |
| Yeah I cook it til it bubble up, see how quick it double up | |
| Competition's in trouble I'm supplyin the hood | |
| Born, bred, when I'm dead, I'ma die in the hood | |
| Niggas be tryin the hood, I open fire in the hood | |
| Shut 'em up, wet 'em up, and let 'em lie in the hood | |
| [Hook X2] |
| zuo qu : C. Harris | |
| I done been locked up wit the worsest of niggas | |
| Armed robbin con men and murderous niggas | |
| The dope boys be the first to deliver | |
| Green, brown, or blow, got mo snow than Buffalo in the winter | |
| Think these lyrics is comin from a pretender | |
| If I said it I done seen it or done it | |
| So I mean it when I say you don' t want it | |
| Done came a long way from jumpin the hunnids hundreds | |
| To baggin them quarters, doin shows from L. A. to Flawda Florida | |
| In Atlanta, I' m the law and the order, the king of it | |
| Got a throne and a brougham and a ? that' s chrome | |
| Callin houses on the water my home, wit no mortgage or loan | |
| If I live in it I bought it and own it | |
| If I' m wit a bitch I caught her and boned it | |
| No question, no less than a week and she' s in confession | |
| And I bought no necklace unless I' m investin | |
| No exceptions, I' ll open ya closed session | |
| Hook X2 | |
| You ain' t hard til you cookin like this | |
| You ain' t mob til you fucked wit the click | |
| Or you flippin them bricks | |
| We make music for the broke and the rich | |
| For the hoop and the 6 | |
| For the hustlas went from nothin to ? | |
| We hustle from 6 to 6 to 6 again | |
| Sell fat nicks for 10 til the bricks get in | |
| Venturin from ATL to Michigan | |
| The talk of yo town, y' aint even worth mentionin | |
| Peppermint try' na get another shipment in | |
| And Sam Goody just hit us on the hip again | |
| Got hot shit under our fits that' ll pierce ya skin | |
| And the click I' m in some made men, know dat | |
| Got a deal now, but I was the shit befo dat | |
| Totin steel now, but hold my own wit no gat | |
| T. I. P. the answer to the question " Where them hoes at?" | |
| The heat is catchin up to niggas runnin 4 flat | |
| At the club gettin crunker than crackers on Prozac | |
| Say you got some dubs on the Lac? Well shawty where the vogues at? | |
| T. I. P. ain' t the shit? come on shawty, don' t act | |
| I' m the hottest thing ever flowed over 24 tracks | |
| Hook X2 | |
| Some niggas wonder how I made it, I do what it takes | |
| At school I was cool wit the nigga who threw a 22 in ya face | |
| Took ya starter coat and choked ya til you blue in the face | |
| Or you might know me as the nigga who fucked ya bitch and bust 2 in her face | |
| Either way, I' m a winner like the 4 and the trey | |
| You probably never held mo dough than I can blow in a day | |
| Sometimes I' m wearin gold, sometimes I' m ridin on it | |
| Between us, I doubled up off my signin bonus | |
| K. P. and Jay say " Shawty, ay you goin legit" | |
| But I ignored the shit, when I scored a brick | |
| I bet you never knew how quick 36 O' s' ll flip | |
| Yeah I cook it til it bubble up, see how quick it double up | |
| Competition' s in trouble I' m supplyin the hood | |
| Born, bred, when I' m dead, I' ma die in the hood | |
| Niggas be tryin the hood, I open fire in the hood | |
| Shut ' em up, wet ' em up, and let ' em lie in the hood | |
| Hook X2 |
| zuò qǔ : C. Harris | |
| I done been locked up wit the worsest of niggas | |
| Armed robbin con men and murderous niggas | |
| The dope boys be the first to deliver | |
| Green, brown, or blow, got mo snow than Buffalo in the winter | |
| Think these lyrics is comin from a pretender | |
| If I said it I done seen it or done it | |
| So I mean it when I say you don' t want it | |
| Done came a long way from jumpin the hunnids hundreds | |
| To baggin them quarters, doin shows from L. A. to Flawda Florida | |
| In Atlanta, I' m the law and the order, the king of it | |
| Got a throne and a brougham and a ? that' s chrome | |
| Callin houses on the water my home, wit no mortgage or loan | |
| If I live in it I bought it and own it | |
| If I' m wit a bitch I caught her and boned it | |
| No question, no less than a week and she' s in confession | |
| And I bought no necklace unless I' m investin | |
| No exceptions, I' ll open ya closed session | |
| Hook X2 | |
| You ain' t hard til you cookin like this | |
| You ain' t mob til you fucked wit the click | |
| Or you flippin them bricks | |
| We make music for the broke and the rich | |
| For the hoop and the 6 | |
| For the hustlas went from nothin to ? | |
| We hustle from 6 to 6 to 6 again | |
| Sell fat nicks for 10 til the bricks get in | |
| Venturin from ATL to Michigan | |
| The talk of yo town, y' aint even worth mentionin | |
| Peppermint try' na get another shipment in | |
| And Sam Goody just hit us on the hip again | |
| Got hot shit under our fits that' ll pierce ya skin | |
| And the click I' m in some made men, know dat | |
| Got a deal now, but I was the shit befo dat | |
| Totin steel now, but hold my own wit no gat | |
| T. I. P. the answer to the question " Where them hoes at?" | |
| The heat is catchin up to niggas runnin 4 flat | |
| At the club gettin crunker than crackers on Prozac | |
| Say you got some dubs on the Lac? Well shawty where the vogues at? | |
| T. I. P. ain' t the shit? come on shawty, don' t act | |
| I' m the hottest thing ever flowed over 24 tracks | |
| Hook X2 | |
| Some niggas wonder how I made it, I do what it takes | |
| At school I was cool wit the nigga who threw a 22 in ya face | |
| Took ya starter coat and choked ya til you blue in the face | |
| Or you might know me as the nigga who fucked ya bitch and bust 2 in her face | |
| Either way, I' m a winner like the 4 and the trey | |
| You probably never held mo dough than I can blow in a day | |
| Sometimes I' m wearin gold, sometimes I' m ridin on it | |
| Between us, I doubled up off my signin bonus | |
| K. P. and Jay say " Shawty, ay you goin legit" | |
| But I ignored the shit, when I scored a brick | |
| I bet you never knew how quick 36 O' s' ll flip | |
| Yeah I cook it til it bubble up, see how quick it double up | |
| Competition' s in trouble I' m supplyin the hood | |
| Born, bred, when I' m dead, I' ma die in the hood | |
| Niggas be tryin the hood, I open fire in the hood | |
| Shut ' em up, wet ' em up, and let ' em lie in the hood | |
| Hook X2 |
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