Lirik Lagu Slam Harder - Onyx
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[Intro: music from "Welcome Back Kotter"]Who'da thought we'd need ya? (Who'da thought we'd need ya?)Back there where we need ya? (Back there where we need ya?)Yeah we tease him a lot, cause we got him on the spotWelcome back.. welcome back, welcome back, welcome back..
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]Aiyyo, who slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!)All my thugs gettin dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)Slam Harder!
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Sonsee]Aiyyo we back in the e-zayThe game is over, it's a rapIt's a ree-zay, straight like datIt's a good look, we put, hardcore on the mapTen years to be exact, still throwin up gatsSee a thug on the TV, and chicks dig thatBut we rap for them streets where them thugs play atSo "Bacdafucup," comin' through, comin through, get ya "SLAM" onY'all the hardest niggas in rap, ya dead wrongY'all the niggas sittin on 20's with no gas moneyY'all niggas think you shinin like Puff, who got money?Like you really pop shots in the clubYou only pop bottles of bub'Y'all ain't got no real street loveTo the death, to the ghetto, my kids with heavy metalOn the everyday hustle, never ready to settle, uhBack together, with the, classic terrorOnyx, back forever, bustin', gats together, WHAT!
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Fredro Starr]Bigger than the streets' anthems, you stealin' the flowReppin' other people's money and we takin' ya doughMy killas the grimiest, we keep it the gulliestWe leave you the bloodiest, cause we be the hungriest(GRRRRRRR) Hear that?Hunger painsThat's the things that'll numb your brain, run ya changeIt's not a threat, it's a promiseI even got my St. Louis niggas SLAMMIN haters offa Onyx
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Sticky Fingaz]You wanna know the truth? Take a look in my eyeI'm like B.I.G.'s first album, I'm "Ready to Die"It's Sticky Fingaz, if you didn't already know who I amThe minute I reached out and touched the whole hood with no handsCause in the streets I live through it, it's more than musicWhatever I'm spittin' on, I put my life into itGot a reputation on the streets of keepin' it roughThere's just too many of us, you get rushed, you get bust - what!Big trucks, chrome rims spinnin'The mad faced niggas got money so now we grinnin'Pull your sticks out, we the group you listen to, kid!Niggas told me my music helped em' through they bidI'm the voice of the ghetto, the heart of New YorkA fiend will give his last hit, just to hear me talkNiggas paid for their mistakes, death is the priceThat's right motherfucka, Onyx for life!
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]Aiyyo, who slam harder? Onyx, or Vince Carter? (ONYX!)All my thugs gettin dollars (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)All my ladies just holla (Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!)Slam Harder!
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Sonsee]Aiyyo we back in the e-zayThe game is over, it's a rapIt's a ree-zay, straight like datIt's a good look, we put, hardcore on the mapTen years to be exact, still throwin up gatsSee a thug on the TV, and chicks dig thatBut we rap for them streets where them thugs play atSo "Bacdafucup," comin' through, comin through, get ya "SLAM" onY'all the hardest niggas in rap, ya dead wrongY'all the niggas sittin on 20's with no gas moneyY'all niggas think you shinin like Puff, who got money?Like you really pop shots in the clubYou only pop bottles of bub'Y'all ain't got no real street loveTo the death, to the ghetto, my kids with heavy metalOn the everyday hustle, never ready to settle, uhBack together, with the, classic terrorOnyx, back forever, bustin', gats together, WHAT!
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Fredro Starr]Bigger than the streets' anthems, you stealin' the flowReppin' other people's money and we takin' ya doughMy killas the grimiest, we keep it the gulliestWe leave you the bloodiest, cause we be the hungriest(GRRRRRRR) Hear that?Hunger painsThat's the things that'll numb your brain, run ya changeIt's not a threat, it's a promiseI even got my St. Louis niggas SLAMMIN haters offa Onyx
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Sticky Fingaz]You wanna know the truth? Take a look in my eyeI'm like B.I.G.'s first album, I'm "Ready to Die"It's Sticky Fingaz, if you didn't already know who I amThe minute I reached out and touched the whole hood with no handsCause in the streets I live through it, it's more than musicWhatever I'm spittin' on, I put my life into itGot a reputation on the streets of keepin' it roughThere's just too many of us, you get rushed, you get bust - what!Big trucks, chrome rims spinnin'The mad faced niggas got money so now we grinnin'Pull your sticks out, we the group you listen to, kid!Niggas told me my music helped em' through they bidI'm the voice of the ghetto, the heart of New YorkA fiend will give his last hit, just to hear me talkNiggas paid for their mistakes, death is the priceThat's right motherfucka, Onyx for life!
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
[Chorus]
[Onyx]What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)What! What! What! What!Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (What!) Yeah! (C'mon)
