Hard Hittaz

[Intro DJ Paul talking (With Echos)] Yea! (Yea) Three Six (Six) Boogie Mane (Mane) Hypnotize Mindz (Tize Mindz) You know.. (You know) Niggaz get scared when they see these hard hittas (Hard Hittas) Walk up in the motherf**kin' club we comin to repossess and shit (Possess and shit) They start talking like girls and shit (And shit) [Woman] You cant touch me Stand back No!!! [2x] [DJ Paul] Yeah [Hook 2x] They got scared when these hard hittas came in They got chains but they all tucked in We got them thangs and we brought 'em all in These niggaz play dead when they hear we came in (Came in) [Crunchy Blac] See I'm a hard hitta yes I am And I dont really nigga give a damn About you and how you f**kin rock shit I put a 45 that make you bitches stop dead You wanna cock it go ahead and cock it Dont make a nigga like me make you drop it I'm ten toes I'm from tha M-f**kin-Town We gangster walkin You hear the f**kin gangster sound Its ashes to ashes dust to dust The gats we trust Y'all dont really wanna bust I see you and your crew nigga in da club You tuck in yo chainz you must be some sissy club Do you wanna go to war nigga & spit some blood You talkin that shit like a f**kin slut You talk shit then you might as well bring shit I shut this muthaf**kin club down for you bitch! [Hook 2x] [DJ Paul] (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) Now if you wonder why so many diss Hypnotize Its cause them haters ain't eatin they on some muthaf**kin diets A lot them is really sick I think they got amnesia Cause on Sunday they diss ya But come Monday they need ya Quit tellin lies to the public If you could rewind your life back You probably be wit me on this track But I ain't come here my nigga for no sorrow no wounds But im'a stay bumpin till I bump by head on my tool Fo' real! [Juicy J] Niggaz wanna blame us cause they ain't famous They wanna ride a new whip instead of catchin the matter bus So why I gotta take the blame for lame a*s niggaz not havin things Maybe you need to boost some clothes get yourself some pocket change I know you like them fairy tales say you make the three six sell So while my pockets still on swoll you reachin in the garbage pale Player I'm not your friend wit' it name a price and J'll spend it Get yourself a nine to five and try your luck on a lottery ticket [Boogiemane] What's up nigga Wanna be bad as the next nigga True facts you ain't gettin shit but f**k nigga Buck nigga catchin the cut when I rush nigga Jump nigga thinkin you cool you chump nigga f**k that im'a get nine to get mine If you hood dog off in the club I'm on shine Pine in my mouth f**k up your cloud and get paid Wit' the same place to call our own and get away Whats the deal dog I be bout buckin and getting crunk And really dog I could care less about stunts In my trunk though where you gon' ride after the show Ain't no punk goes so I suppose you'll get throwed by some elbows f**k it I'll fill his a*s wit' holes on that funk blow throwin high low Like I'm a pro get crunk dog get buck dog But actin like a f**kin' fool gon' get you jumped dog