Das Efx Hard Like A Criminal Lyrics

 Well biggedy bust a mover  
 I biggedy be the trooper cause I'm slammin  
 I'm ready to check this jam  
 that this is havin  
 I'm audi  I'm riggedy rollin four deep  don't sweat it  
 I'm troopin it with my niggaz  East New York is where I'm headed  
 I'm friggedy freshly dipped  cold as shit but money I'm rugged  
 I'm rockin my forty belows in the snow so yo bug it  
 Yo fellaz  let's giggedy grab the train, fuck the walkin  
 Aaah, here we go, yo, why these people hawkin?  
 You you stupid , you look at my crew and now you're thinkin  
 (They must be wildin...-= Is that them stinkin?)  
 Fuck no you wan-ton soup serving  
 You're staring, you beady eyed bastard link  
 Whaddya think dick? I'm comin around the train and bumrush ya  
 Give me a ten foot pole and I wouldn't even touch ya  
 Hey lady, I see you sittin by the conductor  
 Thinkin that I'm a nigga, you figure I wanna fuck ya  
 Fuck there goes my beeper now these people think I'm slingin  
 Rocks by the blocks and killin em by the millions  
 But yo hops, here kiggedy comes my stop now I'm audi  
 I giggedy gots to go you motherfuckers think I'm rowdy and  
 Verse Two  
 The people love it  
 I'm swingin it from the lifestyles of the ruff and rugged  
 They got me upstate troop, so fuck it  
 In penile, I'm hard as a fuckin brick I wreck shop  
 Money grip, I'm up in the yard fightin kids till I drop  
 But, I'm out now, so fuckers around the way are sweatin my peoples  
 Not worried about a new jack black my shit is diezel  
 Cause I pack, steel, I got the back, wheel  
 And plus I got the Yung and the Resless watchin my back, still  
 Because I'm runnin the ave again  
 I'm back in the game with my neighbor  
 Up on the ave runnin guns that was to be the new flavor  
 And I'm wid it, my cousin's throwin a jam tonight I figures  
 That I'm bringin all my guns and I'm bringin all my niggaz  
 (Don't go hangin out with no niggaz...-= That's the life, that I lead)  
 You figgedy fuck around you lay around I told my cousin  
 First kill the flex, word is born I'ma bug him  
 We spiggedy spark the buddha now I got the devil in me  
 I'm sick, quick to smoke a nigga like a chimney  
 I'm packin a clip, ready to flip, just me and my friends  
 Twenty deep and two deep, a B-M-W and a benz, rollin  
 Verse Three  
 Brrr, it's cold as shit, liggedy split I think we're here G  
 Fuck I forgot her address, yo fellaz just bear with me  
 Yo Stevie, remember the crib she was tellin us that she chilled in  
 Well there go the block she live on and I think that's her buildin  
 Let the games begin I'm packin my steel with nuff dreads  
 In front of the buldin shit's thick cause all I could see was nuff  
 heads  
 But I know them, we're spiggedy sparkin blunts and squeezin triggers  
 Bustin caps with my troops and a buncha other niggaz  
 Awww shit, niggaz is bustin caps, fuck that  
 I'm ready to find this crib, where this bitch live at?  
 Let's see, none of them kids right there heard of Shorty  
 Whadup Duke, any y'all niggaz heard about this party?  
 Who the fuck are you G? You couldn't be talkin to me hops  
 Get off that bullshit kid or get your teeth dropped  
 Cause out here, the biggedy bumrush is mad thick  
 I'm ready to catch a body so you might get had quick  
 A'ight G, I'll biggedy back up but kill the yappin  
 Don't play me for no sucker motherfucker it won't happen  
 Yo fellaz, let's biggedy break North before I flip  
 I'm sick of the way these punk niggaz always talkin shit  
 Punk what? You stupid motherfuck, is you crazy?  
 I'm liggedy loadin my clip about to flip, you're Swayze  
 I'm ready to light em up the four fifth is set to ill  
 So I tightens up my hoody so noone can see the grill  
 Yo what the fuck you doin man? (Blam-blam)  
 (Ohh shit)  
 What the fuck, now what?  
 Where your man at now G, what?  
 Yo Blitz, yo blitz yo let's be out  
 Figgedy fuck it  
 I caught another body now I'm back up  
 State doin a year and a half until my court date 



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