Raised Hard

歌詞

Scarface The streets lights are glowing, every day's another struggle The move is slowly and silent staring make it so my hustle is in tight The city streets is hectic gotta get it Here the mall, ain't a promise to me So I don't live and feel working til' I touch it, stack it until I need it I spend it on what I want, re-up and that's when I'm weeded. It's over you never see me, it's being something' as it's lesser The niggers straight out the gutter, murder without a question Product my surroundings, click and clack and downing All they know is he missing when niggers ain't never found him Assaulting and stealing yet, I don't live it on rejects I'm a motherfuckin' killer fo' real with the same threat I'm as gangsta as it gets and my advice for you is live your life Ya never know when niggers might hit you in the city lights Get it right, ya never know when niggers might hit you in the city lights Get it right (Get it right) Slim Thug Born and raised on the North blocks, home of the hard knocks Wanna get rich, find a spot to pump that hard out Might get robbed and shot if niggers don't think you worthy In my hood, I saw a lot of gangstas die early Mama heart broke, and brother feel like he gotta fix it So he loading up from straps, bout to hit it where they kick it Got a first class ticket to the pen Seventeen years old but up in that they all men It's just another day, one come out, another go in It's hard out here, you can't even trust yo friends They'll have a nigger set up, whatever by the curb It's every man for self, oh you ain't heard I'm a motherfuckin' Hogg, survive through it all Stand up tall, we don't fall, No I been shot at but ain't been shot Been in plenty fight but ain't been drop Always came out on top like a hard knock JDawg Straight up Yeah, these tattoo tears cover my face My momma got mad at first but shit she know she may I'm a G you gotta pray for me, it is what it is Why these niggers out here playing, Man this really my fear? What'cha know about them late nights, no lights and no food? No diapers for the babies the house smell like booboo Think of what'chu would do what I tell ya what I does Walk straight up off the porch, now the Camus begun My big brother on lock, so I starve his gut He gon' lead to where he at, I been in the going stuff for crack and that Big homie knew I had it on my mind He ain't like it but it right that run it through my bloodline He knew what he decline and what goin' be hard for me to find So he choose to put me down, and I got up on my grind The dawgz and you hoes say I'm glorifying crack My momma lights off, the whole house pitch black, bitch! Straight up