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hardheaded - lifeofred lyrics

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i swear if i say we gon slide sh*t we gon slide
me and my n*gga
hardheaded bonnie and clyde
y’all n*ggas talk sh*t through a phone u better hide
got yo b*tch all went like she in a waterslide
if you n*ggas wanna take my life better be outside
n*ggas really snake but that n*gga wasn’t on my side
lay that n*gga down that b*tch i swear he would of cried
n*gga we tote those root rocks no n*gga not no five
n*gga stop fronting like you hard stay your ass inside
they say i won’t blow up even tho this sh*t rhyme
we was in thе f*cking dirt now my name ring like a chime
n*gga i havе to wright this paragraph there’s no time
we hardheaded we used to do all these crimes
we still do huh but this time it with my slime
huh ion really care what these n*ggas think that b*tch ain’t mine
n*gga we from the sour streets like a f*cking lime
lil g he said he beat that up
he gon pick it up
sliding through the block four hunnids we hitting b*tches up
tell em turn the switches up
we really came to rags to riches i ain’t get enough
n*gga turn me up
swerving in that lamb truck
big four all the way to my name
n*ggas ain’t catch put the money to the fame
on the block with a dub this pure cocaine
young n*gga been hardheaded growing up
i’m the only one that been doing my thing
ten toes never switch on the game
ten hoes nva switch on the fame
tell me how u wanna do it
text me a feature and i just had to set it off
she wanna meet i better be better off
he gave me the gas so you know that i ran wit it
glock forty seven ima stand wit it
in the club feeling like the man wit it
if a n*gga play he get flamed wit it
facing h*lla charges had to stand with it
i just figured out i want a feature mill taking can’t go back to the old ways
i just beat the case just like a mojay
and i’m balling hard jus like rose jay
and i can’t go back to the old ways
cuz these n*ggas ain’t gon jus stand fo me
can’t get lied dub i ain’t no grandson
hold the glock side we gon flame sum
young n*gga been hardheaded growing up
ahhh
young n*gga been hardheaded growing up
n*gga got the city turned up yea he lit
pull up on a n*gga wit sum stupid f*nny clips
n*gga want the smoke we gon hit him in
the hip
n*gga want the smoke we gon hit him in
the hip
i ain’t saying nun else cuz dese n*ggas be on d*ck yea
bah
i swear if i say we gon slide sh*t we gon slide
me and my n*gga
hardheaded bonnie and clyde
y’all n*ggas talk sh*t through a phone u better hide
got yo b*tch all went like she in a waterslide
if you n*ggas wanna take my life better be outside
n*ggas really snake but that n*gga wasn’t on my side
lay that n*gga down that b*tch i swear he would of cried
n*gga we tote those root rocks no n*gga not no five
n*gga stop fronting like you hard stay your ass inside
they say i won’t blow up even tho this sh*t rhyme
we was in the f*cking dirt now my name ring like a chime
n*gga i have to wright this paragraph there’s no time
we hardheaded we used to do all these crimes
we still do huh but this time it with my slime
huh ion really care what these n*ggas think that b*tch ain’t mine
n*gga we from the sour streets like a f*cking lime

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