' It's hard, it's hard, it's hard Jump on the bonfire Jonesin' for what we had So far you ain't lyin' It's hard, it's hard, it's hard
Traduction: LA Guns. C'est dur.
blowing vanilla's Used to be blood money now it's go hard scrilla After I count it all up, I'm a go to the dealer and get a... [Rick Ross:] 600 Benz,
ni**az pagers Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit We started out drinkin 40's, moved to harder s**t God damn now I'm a grown man, I follow
the floor Didn't I tell you? This shit is crazy son, crazy son! Esoteric, 7L, Bars of Death This shit is a wrap money, it's a wrap!!
his mouth closed, Or he gon' get a black tux, And a free wake, How my bow tie lookin'?, You ready?, Let's go. (The Game) When I see Lloyd Banks it's
talk a lot of shit And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a smart move Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
Compton, California C-A"*} Charlie O, drop that hot shit [The Game] Motherfucker it's the Game, mister tint the windows wit'cha brain Since a young'n
over Them boys is comin, and they aimin straight for the neck The B-L-A, C-K, S-O-X [Bluechip] Yo, yo, well it's the B dot L dot, you know the rest Wanted
Hard times got cakes for 3 When it's havin a bundle we break bread for the safe and flee nigga [Chorus] [The Game] I got guns, guns, guns, guns Guns
Plastic Timbs And My Lyrics Go Over A Niggas Head Like A New Era Brim And I Bang Like A New Era Brim Translation A Brim Is A Blood Like Me A Mac 10 Any
