Hard Not 2 Kill lyrics

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Project Pat


[Intro: Gangsta Boo]
What's the motherf*cking business?
I'm tryna tell ya it's hard not to kill you chicken-head ass hoes
Talking all that motherf*cking sh*t, but it's all good
I done caught a few charges, I ain't scared to catch some more
You hear me b*tch? Come to my motherf*cking do' and watch me
Pluck yo' motherf*cking feathers

[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
I'm the girl about the cash, I'm the lady with the mask
I'm the one with the trigger, watch me pull it, make it blast
I'm the one who got some n*ggas, I'm the one who got their back
I'm the one they call "Miss Lady Gangsta" sweep you off the map
What, you tryna step to me 'cause you feeling like a killer?
In my eyes, I see bloody skies, dump you in a river
I'm the motherf*cking girl who talking all that sh*t
I'm the first lady of the motherf*cking Triple Six
I'm the first one to call a hit on yo' f*ckin' crew
I'm the one who got you whacked 'cause you f*cked with Gangsta Boo
I'm the one who be yelling, "Blaze the blunt" if you got it
I'm the one that's yelling "Sike" cuz I got my own fire
If you haters wanna rumble bring yo' anna to the do'
Ho you know how you can get me, you can catch me at a show
This is how I represent for my ghetto-gangsta n*ggas
If you want a gangsta-girl, holla at a lady, boy!
[Chorus: DJ Paul & Gangsta Boo]
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (I'll kill, Gangsta B)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (I'll kill, Gangsta B)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
n*ggas you better know that

[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]
You need a girl that's gonna get high with you
Lie with you, cry with you
Ride with you, die with you
All that type of sh*t I'll do
I'm the type of girl that's gonna be down for mine
All the time, on the grind
Ready to ride, folks by my side without spilling a dime
It really don't even matter to me
Dwelling, I'm chilling in the B.H.Z
Flipping the script, and coming so clean
I'll forever be known as La-to the-Dy (lady)
b*tches and n*ggas can't feed off of me
I'm riding and mobbing with H to the C
P to the posse, you haters can't stop a b*tch because it's meant to be
Gangsta, the gangsta is coming so hard
I be known as the b*tch with the attitude
Listen, you hear me, I'm saying it's all to the good
Don't be a damn fool
You need a girl that's gone holla out your do'
"The folks is kicking in your do'"
I be the one that be coming like my name is "Cleo"
Be knocking you straight to the flo'
I love gangsta n*ggas, gangsta n*ggas love me
Me and gangsta n*ggas got our f*cking family
This is how I represent for my ghetto-gangsta n*ggas
If you want a gangsta girl, holla at a lady, boy!
[Chorus: DJ Paul & Gangsta Boo]
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (I'll kill, Gangsta B)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (I'll kill, Gangsta B)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
n*ggas you better know that

[Verse 3: Gangsta Boo]
f*ck them other n*ggas, I be hanging with my f*cking click
Out to get that cheddar, 'cause it's better when you having sh*t
Doing gangsta stuff got me sitting off in a beamer truck
Gangsta like to f*ck, hit me later, let me know what's up
Marching and stepping, I got the bullets, I'm gonna use em'
Professional slanger, I'm out the jungle (You hear me b*tch? I'm out the motherf*cking jungle, ho)
I'm packing the weapon, commence to steppin' up to your face
As I buck, you will die, I bounce the scene and without a trace
If it's anna to handle, the Misses Gangsta is 'bout her biz
I be coming and gunnin', I thought you hoes knew what time it is
When you see me you know that it's some sh*t, 'cause I don't come out
I'll be in yo' house, I'm on the couch with the pistol out
I be taking them chances 'cause I'm a gangsta that's claiming clout
If you b*tches keep pressing off in my grill, I'm a choke you out
This is how I represent for my ghetto-gangsta n*ggas
If you want a gangsta girl, holla at a lady, boy
[Chorus: DJ Paul & Gangsta Boo]
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (I'll kill, Gangsta B)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (I'll kill, Gangsta B)
n*ggas you better know that
It's hard not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
It's like an everyday job not to kill n*ggas (Kill n*ggas)
n*ggas you better know that
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