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onyx - hard shit lyrics

[verse 1: fredro starr]
ayo turning up flame my n+ggas cooking crack
where brooklyn at black mask where crooklyn at
what u looking at got u n+ggas shook in fact
the big chains looking fat my n+ggas booking that
we taking it back to gutter where we taking rap
got these motherf+cker shaking in they boots we breaking backs
we breaking packs down the eights surround your place
for a pound of base drown your face you get found in lakes
the rap capitol murder bust a cap and it’s murder
thru the window black cat like burglar
n+ggas go upside your head wit the back on the burner
it’s redrum for n+ggas its backward is murder

[verse 2: sticky fingaz]
they said sticky we want you to take a drug tеst
i said ok what kind of drugs you want me to test
i said ok what kind of crimes you want mе confess
i said ok well where the guns and give me the vest
it’s me of course you know i got the icky icky
these n+ggas selling becky bet these n+ggas got the bl!cky
these b+st+rds tried to blast me but the shrapnel didn’t hit me
i’m always with the ratchet nasty b+tch i keep it with me
we thugs ya’ll n+ggas weirdos
you in the club n+gga why would you wear those
i’ll rip them diamond studs right out your earlobes
you asked for it n+gga so here it goes
[chorus: fredro starr, sticky fingaz]
you want that hard sh+t, this that hard sh+t
to make you get black out mask out go rob sh+t
if you wanna fight this the sh+t you could spar wit
if you rolling deep this the sh+t you could mobb wit
you want that hard sh+t, this that hard sh+t
to make you get black out mask out go rob sh+t
if you wanna fight this the sh+t you could spar wit
if you rolling deep this the sh+t you could mobb wit

[verse 3: sickflo]
your jewels getting views like it’s youtube
hollow tips connecting like my bluetooth
took your big man out bruce bruce
didn’t use the four pound i used the deuce deuce
top shotta not the type that ya used to
kool straight g wit the rap homie juice crew
ya gal dem hollered i had to silenced her
it was a cook out, ya look out
got took out wit the silencer
+pernt pernt+
got em singing like dave hollister
you were such a nice guy
why you so violent bruh?
this type of crime i do it everyday
on god stay hard, i guess i’m stuck in my ways
[verse 4: snak the ripper]
catch me lurkin in the costco, drugs in my nostril
steal a bunch of sh+t and disappear before the cops show
i be in the bushes in your yard with a crossbow
i could tell you what i’m doing but i better not though
ain’t f+ckin with no lean and i’m skipping on the xannies
my sh+ts about as clean as sniffing on some panties
most my sh+ts gross, just smoke a quick dose
hit folks with slit throats, then i’m ghost the sh+ts jokes
the bigger they talk and the quicker they fall
got ya girl l!cking my b+lls, we sicker than y’all
built the foundation, put another brick in the wall
f+ck the beat with no protection ripper hitting it raw

[chorus: fredro starr, sticky fingaz]
you want that hard sh+t, this that hard sh+t
to make you get black out mask out go rob sh+t
if you wanna fight this the sh+t you could spar wit
if you rolling deep this the sh+t you could mobb wit
you want that hard sh+t, this that hard sh+t
to make you get black out mask out go rob sh+t
if you wanna fight this the sh+t you could spar wit
if you rolling deep this the sh+t you could mobb wit

- onyx lyrics

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