You can smoke one to the head to thisRizin Sun, Young Buck (What), First Born (What), and D-TayThem four hard hitters nigga and we backAnother dope track, know what I'm sayin' what yo[Verse 1]Yo we them hard hittersThem drag you out the yard niggazBout to squab triggersThat leave you in the dark niggaWe raw niggaThem same superstar niggaThem anytime goin' right ain't no bar niggaWe blow figuresTo show you who the boss niggaThat drops niggazWith the chrome Moss niggaYou lost niggaSee T.I.P. don't like the gameYa get outta line and T.I.P. gon' like they aim[Verse 2]Is it my turn to show them niggaz we be stars on tracksStart up beef, we in yo front yard with gatsSo don't go with that, we leave you flat paralyzed from the neckWith a motherfuckin' hole in ya backIt ain't my fault if you balled hardStart slimin' up the walls, leave him in his drawsNigga you know the protocolWe were born for hard ballStealin' cars and livin' life hard ya heard me[Hook]If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with meThen go and get the straps nigga gunfire with meYou'll die quickly, when we apply all fiftyMy real niggaz, hard hitters they ride with meIf y'all gon' ride with me, get high with meThen go and get the straps nigga gunfire with meYou'll die quickly, when we apply all fiftyMy real niggaz, hard hitters they die with me[Verse 3]We did it all in our lifetimeDealin' drugs, bustin' them slugsRunnin' with thugs, when it get down to them broadsThey ain't showin' no lovePut his face in the mudFuckin' with the hard hitters, D-Tay my niggaGot contracts to get 'em, lyrical spitterWe slaved on the figures found out who's betterFrom Nashville to Chucktown we go round for roundCity to city and then we knock it down[Verse 4]Yeah we'll lock it downThen we hit these niggaz spot up with fifty roundsThe best pound for poundRepresentin' the townThat'll clown when it's time for the showdown, better slow down(D-Tay unload the four pound)This shit's about to go down niggaWhoa now leave these niggaz shit tore downWhole town be locked downGot the whole world shocked nowT.I.P. on top now[Hook][Verse 5]I'll put it all on the line for these gangsta ass niggaz of mineFirst Born, D-Tay we hard hitters combinedTalk shit and ya dyin' if ya think that I'm lyin'Ask that nigga named Bryan, caught six in the spineAnd we ain't hard to find we just sleep in the daytimeAfter the sunshine we duckin' for war timeYou said you want what nowSee go to war nigga, hard hitters we buck wildJust us four niggazSee we live for gunfire, kick in ya door niggaIf we come at lunchtime, we afternoon killersWho that playa with mineMust be some new niggazWho done did some time and wanna mitch new figuresGet the tools niggaz, let's show the world how we abuse niggazCock back the hammer and just shoot niggaAll for the loot niggaWe ain't no cute niggazTryin' to knock boots niggaWe out here choosin' nigga[Hook]
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