It's So Hard (featuring Donell Jones) - Explict

You can catch me in the cherry red one-fifty

Got the Glizzy locked in the stizzy

Pop the clizzy, going sixty down a one-wizzy

Drunk pissy, tryin' to cruise through the avenue

While my peoples is poppin' bottles

Up in Sue's Rendevous

Fuck that! Spun the U-ey, lost a hubcap

It's back to the shack, came back in a "What's that?"

Straight from Paris

Checkin' Gaby's new baby carriage

Perry Ellis, auburn cherry reddish

Fresh out the dealer, got the TEC for the squealers

Wear a vest for the killers, nothin' less

'Cause it's realer

In the Big Apple, where it's quick

To get your shit tackled

Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you

Trust no one; got beef, bust yo' gun

You don't need no one

Talking 'bout that you owe him

I'ma go for dolo; Scarface without Manolo

One deep, I be solo, bustin' heat

Throwin' bolos, it's hard

And it's so hard, yeah(It's hard work, baby)

(I just lost a hundred pounds, I'm tryin' to live)

Niggas wanna be like Pun(I ain't goin' nowhere)

But they don't bust their guns(I'm stayin' alive, baby)

And it's so hard

(That's my wife, I paid for them titties!)

(Get your own! Your own, ya heard?)

Niggas wanna fuck my wife

Nggas wanna take my life

But it's so hard

Rollin' with the Squad, we like Gods

Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars

Strip bars in Miami

Almost came home with the Grammy

Next year, bringing home three for the family

Watch me, you can catch it live on the Hitachi

Poppin' shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase

Fuck that! Liberace, fo'-X Versace, somebody stop me!

Never that! SKEE-YU! Where my niggas at?

Uptown, uptown, you know you feelin' that

Cash rule, hardcore you can dance to

That old Biggie give me, One More Chance

Take a glance and I'm off with yours

With both hands take off my drawers

And jerk me like the Source Awards

I love hip-hop, I ain't even probably

The best lyricist alive

Terror Squad, nigga, stop sleepin'

(What you say your name was again)

(And I know you from where? Elementary school)

Niggas wanna be like Pun(I don't know you, man!)

But they don't bust they guns

And it's so hard

(Money, not you again, go that way!)

Niggas wanna fuck my wife

Niggas wanna take my life

But it's so hard

Yeah, you ain't fucking my wife, takin' my life

And if you just hatin', just walk on by

All you haters just walk on by