Joey Cool feat. JL, Stylez & Tech N9ne – Hard (Lyrics)

Lyrics “Hard” / Joey Cool feat. JL, Stylez & Tech N9ne

Say she won’t get wavy
25, no babies
Good girl on the weekdays
Weekend she go crazy
Hundred on my 50’s
Always taking risks
When I pull up in that foreign
watch me take off with your b**ch

N**ga, I go, go hard, hard, hard..③
N**ga, I go, go, hard, hard, hard..
N**ga I go

Hey lil n**ga, what you drank
Yellin’, All hail to the swank
N**ga, we do what you can’t
I’m with JL at the bank
Doing pretty damn good, no complaints
These hoes show no restraint
We know that ain’t one of them a saint
Only wanna be around the n**gas with the rank

I’ma need a good percentage my n**ga, the whole cake
Always had to deal with the pressure but won’t break
We gon’ do whatever, whatever it’s gon’ take
This what happens when you ready to do it all day
B**ch I’m rocking with the killers and spitters who all spray
Was snapping as if it was an audience of a play

When you become this hard, what is they gon’ say
I been tellin’ n**gas ’bout it forever, we don’t play
Kansas City represented, and the labels are better
N**ga, we authentic I’m saying ain’t nothing realer

You ain’t gotta worry about nothing if you a gritter
Made it out the hood and that’s what you gotta remember
Capital D-I-B-K-I-S
With the snake and the B-A-T on my chest
Man I gotta give thanks, I would say that I’m blessed
Got the henny and the stank, got the weed on my breath

Ayy, ayy, ayy, b**ch better move to the left
N**ga better watch your step
Don’t you play the boy, no Heff
You know we gon’ do it to the death
Sick with the Pharaoh, no Nef
Lil’ n**ga say it with your chest
I wrote DIBKIS on the wall at Red Rocks, n**ga yes
It ain’t nothing like we limitless with it, we finna flex

The all mighty gang, gang, but what I seen
Out a near n**ga iris when we fighting
Me and my team bang, bang, f**kin’ tight bean
Bugging out like it’s Spike Lee’s Do the Right Thing
The Defiant Ones, Little Giants, Jimmy Iovine
With the I sing, and .. come and find me
Kush in my lungs, get in my trance
Give me my green, flip the high beam
I’m a wizard with the rhyming

Say she won’t get wavy
25, no babies
Good girl on the weekdays
Weekend she go crazy
Hundred on my 50’s
Always taking risks
When I pull up in that foreign
Watch me take off with your b**ch

N**ga, I go, go hard, hard, hard..③
N**ga, I go, go, hard, hard, hard..
N**ga I go

I ain’t knowing we this bad
Dedicating my whole f**king life to killing people
With no pads
You so drag, you’re hopeless
Dumping with no blast
Got a couple of killers coming for your ass
And hopefully I’m becoming a known man
‘Cause I got a plan, punching .. but no gas
I keep on tallying n**gas who don’t pass through
One hundred in the ally, my n**ga, it won’t crown

N**ga skrrt
If you gotta warm it, keep it secured
‘Cause I’ma dip into her
When I get to rappin’, Tech is secure
To all her elements, all the b**ches be Hell-bent
‘Til dove into the deed to get it you can bet they’ll sprint

N**ga, where your tail went
Two elite spitters and he’s bitter
‘Cause she came and gave us the deep river on sheep liquor
Then hop in the Uber to seek givers
And go, chicken, go, least we can let her eat with us
N**gas’ talking down at me, now you honor the Tecca
Anybody hating on us, your momma’s a Heffer
Usually I go and get the llama to wet ya
Cut your head off then I say, Wakanda Forever

Say she won’t get wavy
25, no babies
Good girl on the weekdays
Weekend she go crazy
Hundred on my 50’s
Always taking risks
When I pull up in that foreign
Watch me take off with your b**ch

N**ga, I go, go hard, hard, hard..③
N**ga, I go, go, hard, hard, hard..
N**ga I go…

➤ Produced by Burna Music
Joey Cool & Stylez & JL of B. Hood & Tech N9ne 2018

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