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mk har x masaki – tough lyrics

[hook]
if you’re f-cking with me you better f-ck with me tough
if you’re f-cking with us you better f-ck with us tough
i ain’t got time for a smile in my face and sh-t talk in the cuts
keep it straight up ’cause your wasting my time that’s a h-ll of a cost
enough
posing like you’re so tough
save it for a bold scrub
drank 3 4’s and i’m cut
tough
i’m up
consequently cause fuss
running away from that fuzz
something out to be done

[ verse mk har]
i’ve been at this sh-t since like day one
paid my dues with no pay stub
got panes to pay for that’s fates luck
since i integrated that b-ss drum
i don’t care where you came from
unlike the game that got game up
purgatory’s my second stpry
i ain’t done enough to go straight up
i ain’t worried, face ain’t blushed
fill my cup, i’ve got styrofoam
thinking that i’m a sad soul
it gets lonely up at that high rough
believe in leaving out facts about me when people acting so hiero
the mission to p-ss in a pot told
these b-tches to itch for that guala

[masaki]

what the f-ck is up with you though n-gg-
you fronting sh-t like sh-t like we’re cool my n-gg-
heavy stench from your fakeness
breath stank p-ss, be smooth my n-gg-
i really can’t take it
uncle ruckus we got no relation
you stand on my earth and i’m sitting here waiting
for you to cut out because you’re testing my patience
who the f-ck is trying to catch it
smash a ratchet, no plastic
low key checking in on me
see what i am cooking, want to taste it
stay out of my kitchen and i’m rachel ray slaying
chopping and dicing then sample and play it
another served with our best dish
compliments from the chef b-tch

[hook]

[verse 2 masaki]

take it right from the top
repeat after me, we don’t f-ck with these knocks
under the radar staying hidden from the cops
i’m out in the open making on the block
i know you can’t take this you want it to stop
catching you lurking across from my spot
picking up word of the names that you have dropped
now you don’t talk like it’s normal to not
i don’t like that, not one bit
straight dumb b-tch on that f-ck sh-t
you don’t this pump slump fist
you’re a sucka’ n-gg- so suck this
keeping clean from the scrubs
surrounded by n-gg-s who all show me love
i can just feel it like a sponge full of suds
if you’re going to f-ck with me
then f-ck with me tough

[hook]

- mk har x masaki lyrics

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