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Harsh (feat. Busta Rhymes, Rick Ross)

Track byStyles P

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[Intro: Busta Rhymes] You know!!!! One day I got a call from the Ghost who told me I had to get on this conference call To discuss a little business with him and the homey Rozay Know the situation transpired where a nigga had to get dealt with a little harshly Yeah! [Verse 1: Styles P] Root for the villian and shoot with no feelin Like Audio Two yeah the crew is "Top Billin" Blowin the dutch in the coupe with no ceilin Invisible bully like the Gooch when I'm illin Cash too green, it's taped to the toilet Like I'm Michael Corleone in the bathroom scene Young black Vito, chopped and wrapped kilos Clap torpedos, stack, Doritos We in the Mexico sippin the Mojito Discussin perico, green weed and diesel AK, nozzle air holes you can see through Ridin the bulletproof five, yeah, I'm lethal [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Yo! When niggas hear this shit they say it's (HARSH!!!) Type of shit that make you wanna handle a nigga (HARSH!!!) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (HARSH!!!) And like a Rothchild with money I'm kinda (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE HANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE MANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) STOP BITCHIN YOU THE ONE WHO DONE 'CAUSE ME TO ACT!!! (HARSH!!!) AND IF I'M ITCHIN AND YOU FRONT IT'S MY DUTY TO ACT!!! [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Style is infectious, actress in a Lexus Sunroof open had cheese for breakfast Beef never settled I'm Lyor to the ghetto (HUH!) Russell with the hustle Rick Rubin with the metal When I lick a shot I'm aimin at ya top floor (WOOO!!!!) Blocks like stock everybody bought more (HUH!) Birds fell out the sky, rats could drop dead Flyin through Bed-Stuy, white drop head Sticky green twist, guillotine click (HUH!) Dapper Dan three piece suit for the trip Link with Dominicanos, straight pesos fritos Three point range hit free throws with kilos [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Yo! When niggas hear this shit they say it's (HARSH!!!) Type of shit that make you wanna handle a nigga (HARSH!!!) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (HARSH!!!) And like a Rothchild with money I'm kinda (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE HANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE MANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) STOP BITCHIN YOU THE ONE WHO DONE 'CAUSE ME TO ACT!!! (HARSH!!!) AND IF I'M ITCHIN AND YOU FRONT IT'S MY DUTY TO ACT!!! [Verse 3: Styles P] Shine like brightenin sure but I'm the titan Hard like when Customato was trainin Tyson Gun we react in the car but no license Life on top of the city could touch lightenin Cocaine wave, dollar bill slave Rangler is tough but the inside is suede Ride with Louch and 'Kiss until I see a grave One third of a legacy Pedigree is I can make a don a don 'cause of integrity Rap like a phenomenom sleep for a better dream Nine is for better things smoke for medicine BIG is the only rapper I don't think that I'm better than [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Yo! When niggas hear this shit they say it's (HARSH!!!) Type of shit that make you wanna handle a nigga (HARSH!!!) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (HARSH!!!) And like a Rothchild with money I'm kinda (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE HANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE MANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) STOP BITCHIN YOU THE ONE WHO DONE 'CAUSE ME TO ACT!!! (HARSH!!!) AND IF I'M ITCHIN AND YOU FRONT IT'S MY DUTY TO ACT!!! [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes] Yo! I rub stones together and cast a spell quick Like Like a Zoe hittin voodoo blessings 'fore I move bricks I beat you like the number eleven with two sticks Money from the door and then when I bop with two chicks (COME ON!!!) It won't stop never stop there he go again (HUH!) Together watch the coke and have the bakin soda sort of blend (HA!) Fredricka kinda pure see how we make the fiends flock And watch the lines for the coke a quickly wrap around the block They say we bad for business 'cause the coke price dropped How we flooded and we bubble white 'til it's white hot (WHAT!) Pot purchases we chop it up to pieces 'Til only the shake is left countin the profit and a bezel (WOOO!!!!) Eight million dollar yacht, scotch, a little refer Diamonds so big they call it obnoxious little creature (OH!) Money to cop original paintings of Mona Lisa High the way I feel a cloud sittin on my caesar [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Yo! When niggas hear this shit they say it's (HARSH!!!) Type of shit that make you wanna handle a nigga (HARSH!!!) Act hostile, aggressive and kinda (HARSH!!!) And like a Rothchild with money I'm kinda (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE DEALIN WITH 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE HANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) HOW WE MANDLIN 'EM!!! (HARSH!!!) STOP BITCHIN YOU THE ONE WHO DONE 'CAUSE ME TO ACT!!! (HARSH!!!) AND IF I'M ITCHIN AND YOU FRONT IT'S MY DUTY TO ACT!!!

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