歌曲 | Hard Life |
歌手 | Los |
专辑 | Becoming King |
Hook: | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
Said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
He said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
Man all we know is hit it, chop a bag and flip it, | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
All we know is get it, all we know is get it, | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
Verse 1: | |
Play the shit, just play your shit | |
Haters pissed, say the shit | |
Ain’t true but it is nigga, all shit what it is nigga | |
You don’t wanna be a obstacle, I’m colossal | |
You a fossil, I’m fossil fuel | |
My 2 shoes done seen hostile views | |
My 2 eyes don’t watch the news | |
Watch is new, times have changed | |
I arrived, times of pain, dollar signs | |
How I grind, the sun should shine, like every day | |
Every way that I could, I done tried, I done cried | |
Through the pain, fuck the world | |
Do your thang! | |
Hook: | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
That’s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
Verse 2: | |
Put my gorilla niggas on you, claiming you the realest with it | |
You don’t even fill a nigga quota | |
Before they put it on the corner, | |
My niggas might test it out, stretch it out, hit it with the soda, woah! | |
Get the folks called, turn it down a little | |
We gonn get up off the corner while they rollin round a little | |
My nigga had a stash full of cash, crack in the bag in the crack of his ass | |
When the crack is at past, we coming to the Lac full of hunheds | |
I was like fuck it’s clean, man do your fucking thing | |
He said fuck with me, when you fuckin with his money | |
Bitch you fuck for free, | |
But ain’t nothing free, not even my niggas | |
Sometimes I wonder how naive is my niggas | |
Cause even my niggas come back with these rumors | |
Like losers assuming I’m leaving my niggas | |
Instead of applauds, or somebody wishing me better regards | |
For me overcoming the better of odds | |
And beating them up on the letterman cards | |
I outclass you, I bring young cashes out | |
And I’m cashing out, Los to pull a nigga classes out | |
Hook: | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
That’s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it |
Hook: | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
Said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
He said he needed some love, new connect and a Glock | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
Man all we know is hit it, chop a bag and flip it, | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
All we know is get it, all we know is get it, | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it, | |
Verse 1: | |
Play the shit, just play your shit | |
Haters pissed, say the shit | |
Ain' t true but it is nigga, all shit what it is nigga | |
You don' t wanna be a obstacle, I' m colossal | |
You a fossil, I' m fossil fuel | |
My 2 shoes done seen hostile views | |
My 2 eyes don' t watch the news | |
Watch is new, times have changed | |
I arrived, times of pain, dollar signs | |
How I grind, the sun should shine, like every day | |
Every way that I could, I done tried, I done cried | |
Through the pain, fuck the world | |
Do your thang! | |
Hook: | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
That' s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
Verse 2: | |
Put my gorilla niggas on you, claiming you the realest with it | |
You don' t even fill a nigga quota | |
Before they put it on the corner, | |
My niggas might test it out, stretch it out, hit it with the soda, woah! | |
Get the folks called, turn it down a little | |
We gonn get up off the corner while they rollin round a little | |
My nigga had a stash full of cash, crack in the bag in the crack of his ass | |
When the crack is at past, we coming to the Lac full of hunheds | |
I was like fuck it' s clean, man do your fucking thing | |
He said fuck with me, when you fuckin with his money | |
Bitch you fuck for free, | |
But ain' t nothing free, not even my niggas | |
Sometimes I wonder how naive is my niggas | |
Cause even my niggas come back with these rumors | |
Like losers assuming I' m leaving my niggas | |
Instead of applauds, or somebody wishing me better regards | |
For me overcoming the better of odds | |
And beating them up on the letterman cards | |
I outclass you, I bring young cashes out | |
And I' m cashing out, Los to pull a nigga classes out | |
Hook: | |
My nigga just came home, went right back to the block | |
He said he needed some load, new connect and a Glock | |
Found a bitch that was with it, he pop them bands out the spot | |
That' s the city we from, we go hard off the top | |
We bout that life that we live, show you what hustling about | |
We get em in, break em down, we break em down, ship em out | |
We live a hard life, we live a hard life | |
Man all we know is get it, chop a bag and flip it | |
Put me in that kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it | |
All we know is get it, all we know is get it | |
Put me in the kitchen, watch me whoop it and remix it |