Hurtin Em Bad

[Chorus] Yeah nigga we hurtin' em' bad Droppin' these bangin' a*s beats Better go warn ya niggaz because Chamillion is comin' with heat Niggaz gon' recognize the realest Soon as it hit the streets Niggaz be thinkin' they runnin' shit But all that noise gon' seize [Verse] You don't want me to bat, I'ma bad a*s nigga Can't let it go when I grab that nigga you a hold up nigga I'ma grab that nigga If you thought like me you would've had that nigga See you drop-out in a chrome Impala Make a u-turn groupies gon' follow When I spit shit man the hoes gon' holla 'cause I'm worth more then a million dollars But I can't let the money go to my head It's goin to my neck and my wrist instead I do a lil dirt and bust a lil lead ? Room see the pent I'ma roast on ya fed ? Make a lil bread and spread a lil love Pour a lil liquor and take a lil chug Ya girls in love dog and that's because I smiled at her with a mouth full of gold slugs [Chorus] [Verse] The world ain't ready so we gon' shock it The industry me and Herc gon' lock it Billboards, don't bring up the topic 'cause I'm bout to go into everybody pocket Ya album oh no don't drop it Call ya record label tell em' to stop it Niggaz gon' knock it and baller block it I sold all out gotta re-stock it Hear me overseas gotta get shipped up Money in the mail, stamps get licked up I'm tellin' ya dog, ain't no mix up mine get picked up and yours get ripped up Bump in the club everybody get buck I'm like a bullet who wanna get struck? It's pure skill, I don't need to get luck Ya girl out shoppin' tryna get fixed up She know I wanna s*x some Attitude you better check some Better not try to disrespect-some I'm comin' round there tryna collect some If you owe some cheddar to me Far away is better to be Don't wanna go to war better retreat I get a win and you dealin' with me, What!? [Chorus] (*2 Men Talking*) [Verse] We hurt a nigga bad whole body swell up Better yet so he can't never get up Ain't nothin' that another nigga can't tell us So some of y'all boys need to shut the hell up Ya heard, I'm in a zone can't be disturbed I can describe my style is 2 words The shit (oh really?), every single verse If I drop on the 4th they scared on the 3rd I'ma big dog, you just a lil puppy I'ma made man, you just got lucky I'ma wildcat like them boys in Kentucky I'm comin' to, hurt a nigga bad like Chucky Never was a weak nigga got it messed up We bout to, run this you better rest up I don't care if a hater zip his vest up I'ma blow his chest up, aim for the neck up [Chorus] (repeat 2x)