U Hard Lyrics - Haystak

check check, this mics on? 

now when we ride hard we kickin up dust dont leave no body behind to talk, naw naw; 

and the only proof that my crew came through'll be the people found lyin in chalk. 

allow me to introduce, first crackavelli tha boss; 

white boy til i die whatever tha cost. 

i'll be a lie if i said that i never took losses; 

but i'm tellin tha truth when i say it dont happen often. 

i'll be pissin people off until they put me in a coffin; 

i'm a seargent in this army people listen when i'm talkin. 

caution!! cant you see we buildin here; 

actin like somethin you aint'll get you killed in here. 

i aint crude or rude i'm just real sincere; 

there's no time to worry about your fellings here. 

here here's some boots here here's some gear; 

you didnt wanna be here ya shouldnt a volunteered. 

we ridahs round here and we dont take to outsiders roun here; 

know what i mean? it's a known fact that you can get it round here; 

and aint nobody gone tell who did it round here! 

chorus 4 x 

i aint them goofy white boyz from tha movies; 

talk shit and have to kill me ( u hard?) absolutely! 

they call me big bill murder all bitches; 

commin out tha woods with the 30 aught sixes. 

e mack'll hit a bitch with a bar stool troy'll blind side you; 

tan hide you no one'll ever find you. 

t wayne'll take you to a construction area; 

steal a cement truck and use it to bury ya. 

sonny'll make a withdrawl put money on your dome; 

my boy alan vaughn put explosives on your phone. 

when u's in jail put a bomb on your brougham; 

and if it goes down i hope your moms aint home. 

dont make me get on the phone with ricky rodriguez; 

bitch ass couldnt handle vicky rodriguez. 

i'm not familiar with no gentle methods; 

you'll be identified by your dental records. 

crazy how life changes in just a second; 

'specially if we catch you at that intersection. 

chorus x 4 

i aint malibu's most wanted i'm nashvilles most hunted; 

in my nortside hide out fuckin an countin money. 

i got 30 hoopties that'll come round through there; 

light that bitch up like new year. 

i roll with them cold players g's in wheelchairs; 

get up everyday get out and go get theirs. 

theres a homie name d-lo somethins wrong with his leg; 

and they say he'll be usin cruthes til the day he is dead. 

but if he up in the club and some shit get said; 

he'll pick that crutch up and bust a bitch in his head. 

i got a homie name wood weigh 350; 

its like havin another me with me. 

i'll beat that ass when some shit go down; 

saw what are you doin put that pistol down. 

lex put that homemade grenade away; 

dam saw where are you goin with that razor blade?! 

chorus x 4 

courage strength bravery; 

start this fight in the v.i.p. 

this story is history; 

and fuck everybody who disagree. 

we'll fight to the finish never surrender; 

you'll have to kill us just remember. 

we don't die we multiply; 

c dub b until we die!