[Intro] Niggaz just love the cash Shake down niggaz say yea 1-9 niggaz love the cash H-A-R-D-R-O-C-K yo BK no, oh, oh, oh
[Bridge] You ain't gotta love what I do, like what I do But you gon' respect what I do I don't like nothin' about you, frontin' about you We gon' get money without you
[Verse 1] When shake down come through, who you gon' run to? Have my money or we gon hunt you Clak clak show you what the gun do My murder game like a Roy Jones one, two Now when the funds due who still gonna front you Son dude you might get slumped on a humble Might get a stealth torpedo to make you tumble Cause hazard to ya hustle Knew it wasn't hard to touch you Especially when the bark, bark got a muzzle And make the sound muffled Chah - Chah {*silencer* Brook-lyn muscle Is I, always prepared for scuffles You see I must do what I must do Niggaz screamin' fuck me, well nigga fuck you!
[Chorus] May I, keep a little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze through The late night shift on some late night shit On the gangstas roam May I, keep a little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze through The late night shift on some late night shit While ya momma ain't home
[Verse 2] My mercedes sittin on AMG's Squeeze three 80's 'til they empty Seen lately it's a style to hate me But even when inside I'm cool like a A/C The nickel back sole in the park they paid me The PJ's get shot up they blame me Ya bitch wanna real nigga, she gon' page me I'm the voice of Brooklyn, nigga you crazy Questions need to be answered Sexy rap niggaz needing a dancer, I'm cancer Kill you in a matter of days You's a durag nigga that I battled ya ways It's inclusive, or shake a slug off, I'm elusive Got new guns can't wait to use it Although, I step all slow Get respect also, hold Tech's I'm all-pro
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[Verse 3] Now we official, I'll address my issues Either comply or I twist you, simple Hardrock, been livin' on Hard Knock Hate a bitch nigga that car hop, no The dashboard in my BM, kinda confusing Head game on my BM, cause confusion I pump rock myself, like the infusion Shake down got pink but not an illusion
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[Intro] Niggaz just love the cash Shake down niggaz say yea 1-9 niggaz love the cash H-A-R-D-R-O-C-K yo BK no, oh, oh, oh
[Bridge] You ain't gotta love what I do, like what I do But you gon' respect what I do I don't like nothin' about you, frontin' about you We gon' get money without you
[Verse 1] When shake down come through, who you gon' run to? Have my money or we gon hunt you Clak clak show you what the gun do My murder game like a Roy Jones one, two Now when the funds due who still gonna front you Son dude you might get slumped on a humble Might get a stealth torpedo to make you tumble Cause hazard to ya hustle Knew it wasn't hard to touch you Especially when the bark, bark got a muzzle And make the sound muffled Chah - Chah {*silencer* Brook-lyn muscle Is I, always prepared for scuffles You see I must do what I must do Niggaz screamin' fuck me, well nigga fuck you!
[Chorus] May I, keep a little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze through The late night shift on some late night shit On the gangstas roam May I, keep a little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze through The late night shift on some late night shit While ya momma ain't home
[Verse 2] My mercedes sittin on AMG's Squeeze three 80's 'til they empty Seen lately it's a style to hate me But even when inside I'm cool like a A/C The nickel back sole in the park they paid me The PJ's get shot up they blame me Ya bitch wanna real nigga, she gon' page me I'm the voice of Brooklyn, nigga you crazy Questions need to be answered Sexy rap niggaz needing a dancer, I'm cancer Kill you in a matter of days You's a durag nigga that I battled ya ways It's inclusive, or shake a slug off, I'm elusive Got new guns can't wait to use it Although, I step all slow Get respect also, hold Tech's I'm all-pro
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[Verse 3] Now we official, I'll address my issues Either comply or I twist you, simple Hardrock, been livin' on Hard Knock Hate a bitch nigga that car hop, no The dashboard in my BM, kinda confusing Head game on my BM, cause confusion I pump rock myself, like the infusion Shake down got pink but not an illusion
[Chorus]
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