Donell Jones "It's So Hard" |
(Big Pun) You can catch me in the cherry red 1-50 Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy Pop a clizzy doin 60 down the one wizzy Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise thru the avenue While my peoples is poppin bottles Up in Sue's Rendezvous Fuck that Spun a Uey lost a hubcap It's back to the shack came back and a whats that Straight from Paris, checkin Gabby's man's baby carriage Perry Ellis, auburn cherry reddish Fresh out the dealer, cop the (whoop) for the squealers Wearin vests for the killers, nothing less cause it's realer In the Big Apple, where its quick to get your shit tackled Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust your gun You don't need no one Talkin bout that you owe him Im'a go for dolo Scarface without manolo One deep, I mean solo Bustin heat throwin bolos It's hard [Donnell Jones] (Big Pun) It's so hard (It's hard work, baby) Yeah (I just lost 100 pounds, I'm tryin to live, I ain't goin' nowhere) Niggas wanna be like PUN (I'm stayin alive baby) Niggas gonna bust they guns And it's so hard (Thats my wife, I paid for them titties) Yeah (Get your own, your own, ya heard?) Niggas wanna fuck my wife Niggas wanna take my life But its so hard (Big Pun) It's so hard rollin' with the squad We like gods, catch us at the bar, the bar, the bar The strip bars in Miami Almost came home with the grammy Next year, bringin home 3 for the family Watch me, you can catch it live on Hitachi Poppin shit like a Nazi, iced out like D Biazi Fuck that, Liberachi, 4X Versace Somebody stop me Never that, (skeeyoo) where my niggas at Uptown uptown, you know you feelin that Cash rule, hardcore you can dance to Now dont Biggie give me [One more chance] Take a glance and I'm off with yours With both hands tear 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 niggas stop sleepin' What you say your name was again? And I know you from where? Elementary school? [Donell Jones] Niggas wanna be like Pun (I don't know you, man!) Niggas wanna 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 its so hard Ooh, yeah You ain't fuckin my wife Takin my life And if just hating and just walk on by All you haters just walk on by See me and BIg Pun gettin rollin scheming on you and your woman whether nigga walk on by while we lay back and puff on La and to the Boricuas, stay up stay up stay up and to all my homeys gotta know whats up! Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |