Lirik Lagu Hard Times - B.G.
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Who put this shit together
I done done it all from jackin' and slangin' nigga trust thatStealin' cars snortin' dope gettin' bust atNever goin' ta school all kinda bull-shitThey callin' my moma in I got her lookin' unfitBut look it aint Cint fault I turned out this wayIts my fault she told me right from wrong everydayWhen my daddy got killed I think thats when I went a strayMark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they faceWe was about that gunplay and on the grindWe was on a paper chase we wanted ta shineGotta get it how you live where the fuck I'm fromGotta keep it on the real where the fuck I'm fromGrowin' up in the streets best believe its dangerousThey lock us up but the jail aint changin' usYou'll make it how i live if you don't mind dyin'Growin' up in my shoes best believe was hard times nigga
(Chorus) 2xHard times got a nigga in all blackI'm goin' jack for that silver pack where its atHard times got the B.G. drove niggaHard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga
Its a hard time comin' up where I'm from like a twister spinnin'Don't get caught in itIts drastic drama its everyday life whoaJackin' is a way of livin 'if you aint on the right roadI move fast my people say I need ta slow downClose ya nose or ya gonna go downI'm beefin' with different sets I'm duckin' them white folksPlayin' my hoes closeThey tied up like a ropeI'm slangin' tryin' ta make a million and chillBuy a ten story buildin' and a football fieldDiamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grillNiggas gone get holes in they head if they don'
I done done it all from jackin' and slangin' nigga trust thatStealin' cars snortin' dope gettin' bust atNever goin' ta school all kinda bull-shitThey callin' my moma in I got her lookin' unfitBut look it aint Cint fault I turned out this wayIts my fault she told me right from wrong everydayWhen my daddy got killed I think thats when I went a strayMark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they faceWe was about that gunplay and on the grindWe was on a paper chase we wanted ta shineGotta get it how you live where the fuck I'm fromGotta keep it on the real where the fuck I'm fromGrowin' up in the streets best believe its dangerousThey lock us up but the jail aint changin' usYou'll make it how i live if you don't mind dyin'Growin' up in my shoes best believe was hard times nigga
(Chorus) 2xHard times got a nigga in all blackI'm goin' jack for that silver pack where its atHard times got the B.G. drove niggaHard times got me duckin' them white folks nigga
Its a hard time comin' up where I'm from like a twister spinnin'Don't get caught in itIts drastic drama its everyday life whoaJackin' is a way of livin 'if you aint on the right roadI move fast my people say I need ta slow downClose ya nose or ya gonna go downI'm beefin' with different sets I'm duckin' them white folksPlayin' my hoes closeThey tied up like a ropeI'm slangin' tryin' ta make a million and chillBuy a ten story buildin' and a football fieldDiamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grillNiggas gone get holes in they head if they don'
