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P-Money - The Hardest lyrics

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Bloodshed, we got a different kinda flow

Get ‘em, get ‘em, good shit

You niggas would be lost, Brownsville

My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers

Here rap ever came across

Bloodshed, we got a different kinda flow

Get ‘em, get ‘em, good shit

You niggas would be lost, Brownsville

My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers

Here rap ever came across

The most interesting man in the world, Billy Danze

I took Brooklyn international, it wasn’t in your plans

You’re lame, critter lane, it’s room for improvement

Across the united nations, acknowledge the movement

I’m rewriting the script, demolishing blueprints

Buckle new, polished all my real shit

Adapt to whatever’s cracking

It’s not a problem, I’m a felon in a …

Gentleman in Escala

Said the money dream range from hood to white collar

By any means, this is the theme I will follow

M.O.P. forever the team, our honor

You niggas said you’re bottled up and stuck out on drama

We’re trues for the life, running tears from your mama

Don’t marry hood, nigga, plan it on the corner

Bang with us, I don’t think you wanna weave ….

This should’ve warned you, hood shit

We got a different kinda broth, ghetto, good shit

You niggas would be lost around here

My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers

Here rap ever came across

Bloodshed, we got a different kinda flow

Get ‘em, get ‘em, good shit

You niggas would be lost, Brownsville

My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers

Here rap ever came across

This ain’t a game, son, I but the beat on y’all you haters

I was thugging back when Ed Cox was our mayor

The M’s with the BB’s, goons, ever fire in a truck where there’s feds on?

Where the years go? I’m M.O.P., Jim Brown

Setting the 21 edition, I just follow tradition

I remember when snitches got stiches

Nowadays those kids don’t care, they say them shits gonna hit ‘em

Too late, you get the clapping, and that kid goes square

That’s a lifetime cost and that shit don’t heal

And I’m not through the bullshit, my life style and the city rules

Coincided with innocent and blues

Where I’m from selling at night with a squeeze

Blood run through the streets and it’s up to your knees

So come on, play with us, I don’t think you wanna…

They should’ve warned you

Bloodshed, we got a different kinda flow

Get ‘em, get ‘em, good shit

You niggas would be lost, Brownsville

My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers

Here rap ever came across

Bloodshed, we got a different kinda flow

Get ‘em, get ‘em, good shit

You niggas would be lost, Brownsville

My niggas wanted all and we the hardest motherfuckers

Here rap ever came across

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