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reace sosa - hard knocks lyrics
[intro: reace sosa & scy jimm]
dime (hoo), dime (hoo)
reace sosa [? 0:08] (hoo, hoo)
() tryna fill my safe with knots
() ayy, big scy sh_t, n_gga
cut the head off the snake, f_ck n_gga
n_gga already know how we comin’, n_gga
[chorus: reace sosa]
tryna fill the safe with knots, k!ll the snake he try to plot
the last opp, he doa, he roddy ricch, he in a box
this the school of hard knocks, duck your head or get it popped
get the lo’, then blitz the spot, move right, them crackers hot
[verse 1: reace sosa]
gotta stop from flippin’ out, really, i be trippin’ out
start dissin’, only thing i’m thinkin’ ’bout is k!llin’ now
y’all gon’ learn ’bout side pickin’, flip your ass from sidekickin’
you gon’ make it all_out war for keep on havin’ me in yo’ mentions
predict the future like the simpsons, you gon’ die for all that flaggin’
f_ck that fakin’, chopper quakin’ since you act like you want static
n_ggas talkin’ crazy, but ain’t even got no stats to back it
i’ma turn you into a star, swim with the fishes, now you patrick
i’m in action, you be actin’, on my mama, it’s a difference
you ain’t shot more than five n_ggas or went and dirtied up your pistol
n_ggas actin’ like they k!llers, but ain’t never stamped a n_gga
checked your jacket, you ain’t official, i earned my stripes, the streets ain’t give ’em
[chorus: reace sosa]
tryna fill the safe with knots, k!ll the snake he try to plot
the last opp, he doa, he roddy ricch, he in a box
this the school of hard knocks, duck your head or get it popped
get the lo’, then blitz the spot, move right, them crackers hot
[verse 2: scy jimm]
spend this money how we want ’cause these racks, we get a lot (ayy, ayy, ayy)
havin’ dreams about the feds, i’m prayin’ they don’t blitz the spot (blitz the spot, blitz the spot)
last n_gga tried to play, dumb_ass n_gga had got shot (gloww_gloww)
‘posed to be at a show, but i’m too busy playin’ in that pot (ayy, ayy)
i be vibin’ off that drank, if i ain’t got it, i’m in my feelings (on god, i’m in my feelings)
where i’m from, it’s trap or die, we in the streets, that’s how we livin’ (on gang)
they keep tellin’ me to chill, but i can’t get my mind off k!llin’ (f_ck it, f_ck it)
from the gutter where you either scammin’ or you drug dealin’ (huh)
finna take an opp out only time i’m tryna go to dinner (pew_pew, pew_pew_pew)
you ain’t never shot a n_gga, how the f_ck is you a spinner? (ayy, how the f_ck is you a spinner?)
we be doin’ this sh_t forever, all you n_ggas some beginners (on gang)
keep that heater on me even though it ain’t even close to winter
he tried to snake, we knocked him off (gloww_gloww)
he played, lil’ bruh done— frrt
i don’t know what the dumb_ass n_gga thought (ayy, ayy)
speakin’ on the gang, you know it’s smoke, that’s just what we was taught (come on, man)
even though i like foreigns, i’ll still get busy in that ‘hawk (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i won’t never change, i know i’m thuggin’ [? 2:00]
[chorus: reace sosa]
tryna fill the safe with knots, k!ll the snake he try to plot
the last opp, he doa, he roddy ricch, he in a box
this the school of hard knocks, duck your head or get it popped
move right, them crackers hot
[outro: reace sosa]
gotta stop from flippin’ out, really, i be trippin’ out
is k!llin’ now
flip your ass from sidekickin’
for keep on havin’ me in yo’ mentions
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