Hard

[Verse 1: Kobe] Nigga you know I'm a rider, nickel plated llama Pull up right beside ya, yup (you know this) I don't give a fuck bout, What you niggas talk bout Now you fuckers chalked out, yup (you know this) True killas, No tellin' Drug dealin' and convicted felons Staged that, Drop top seat pushed way back This is ya funeral service, Switch it to the all black Maybach Things change nigga this our year The game need a change, Cold killa right here Nightmares, For niggas gettin' they sleep on We keepin' the streets warm Real rich young niggas Street Fam for life they can't fuck with us [Hook: Kobe] Now I-I-I, Go hard Yea yea yea, So hard [x3] SO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard [Verse 2: Fabolous] Time to send em flowers and cards with our regards A special rest in peace goes to all you cowards and frauds Like water in the freezer that's how I go hard Fly in ya bitches' legs, Twin Tower ya broad Gotta check ya boy dougie, Check a boy luggy I scare the shit out niggas, Check ya boy huggies Death to the competition, Die slow bastard Black G top on call it closed casket Black card titanium, No plastic Black henny shots to the head I'm so blasted They call me young funeral And the bitch with badder than my two year old You niggas softer than a tuna roll, Sushi ass niggas Bougi ass niggas, With my blues brother's shades I'll Belushi past niggas Nigga I make it hard like a pretty naked braud Wassup son [Hook] [Verse 3: Paul Cain] You know ya boy flow extra, I'm harder than concrete Gimme a couple minutes with a blunt and a hard beat I'm all street, The hottest niggas is all sweet I'm listenin', And ain't heard nothin' strong all week Bury you right beside the gat you in the booth with I eat ya favorite rapper for breakfast, Gimme a toothpick These niggas appetizers, Way to bring the entree I put on for my city so amazing, No Kanye We runnin' this town, Studda gang all day We in house and you a Outkast, No Andre I chase it all day, If I ain't pushin' bomb yay Remember jack move, Hands up like the song say Play with Paul pay, I give it up the wrong way Chrome 44 bulldog pointed the long way Without the second thought of a doubt The competition all dead call the coroner out [Verse 4: La the Darkman] I'm Hard like Rikers Island bars Hard, like a inmate from oz La the Dark, I'll pull ya card I lead my allegiance like Master Furrah Oppose me must be a retard Get ya brain ajarred Bullets like Brett Favre Then beat the charge I'll beat the odds Big and black With black cards and black cars All black everything Cartel Medillin Specialize in coke and Methamphetamines See things cheddar brings Bisexual hoes, impeccable flows, murcielagos Car and truck combos How my song goes Bang hammers at niggas like africans on congos Let me slow it down a bit I'm hard they soft as baby shit LA!