letra de hard times - trezzyt
[hard times]
[intro]
they dont seem to want me but they won’t admit
i think im some kind of creature that they are having fear of
hard times
theres no love to be found
[best yung]
im feeing like a black democrat
barack obama but the only n-gga that can catch osama
spray lambas and get good head and f-ck fly b-tches with no covenant
only the kitchen oven and rules to the government
ask the republicans how crack cocaine get smuggled in?
watch them throw they hands up and say it wasn’t them
as for rap, this is my lyrical asthma attack
its all i know, the guns, the cash, the dro
fidel castro on my own right, capone like
my fioso been franky on the low pro
drop top bentley, chromed out semi
two ran on popular demand like the first penny
my order more pk, wrist saying kinda deep
throw dj quake, tell em other n-ggas to taste this
who the buck 50 whats coming out the speakers
got every video b-tch scared the f-ck of me
[chorus]
having hard times
theres no love to be found
having hard times
there no love to be found
[trezzyt]
sh-t gangster to the core
ain’t no rap flame paint your kitchen floor
what you, you can’t ignore
things you endure went up against the board
all i hard was easy dont feel me no more
i hear your bullsh-t i play mad at door
im outta category i ain’t there with you
i got a positive vibe i ain’t scared of yours
hit the kid n-gga theyve never did it wrong
i got a girl so fine her name perrignon
she know how to get them thangs and carry on
i blow outta town when gas is outta town
uptown in the building how that sounds
cause k!llas dont get dirty about
they get whispered about and get murdered about boi
[chorus]
having hard times
theres no love to be found
having hard times
there no love to be found
[trezzyt]
you got it on your mind look daddy say something
all i played b-ttoned get your face b-ttoned up
and now when you smirk you look like jay zs shirt
sippin on turf
[best yung]
give them hard taking tampons
shot of patron and don
the ones trained get ran on my crew hard
louis v sweaters on the boulevard
poor n-ggas cars throw up signs and bang on
[trezzyt]
they call me j.r. i tell em come holla
i tell my poppa put away your dollars your son got choppers
and if you get enemys your son got enemies that uptown energy
[best yung]
n-ggas never gon be on my level
get a shovel dig a hole
b-tch impala with he devil you an acquired hustler
im a 80s baby for real born in 79 and ready to k!ll
[chorus]
havin hard times
theres no love to be found
havin hard times
there no love to be found
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