this Who the buck 50 what?s coming out the speakers got every video bitch scared the fuck of me [Chorus] Having hard times There?s no love to be found Having hard times
Traduzione: The Game. Hard Times.
hard If you need some money, you should go and get a job But this one does not go out to all women Just those who try to kick game for a livin Cause I
. die Strung high, playin a game, and that's why So many up in the Bronx, they got done For livin a lifestyle of crime like it was fun But now I'm hittin ya hard
Verse 1: Devin The Dude] Lookin back at the times when we had to grind When it came to freestylin we was glad to rhyme When it was hard to make a dime
finally coming down off my high If it wasn't for the water the rap game will be dry So I feed the soil life resuscitate the game Breave life back in
color blind let me stop lying mister We all created equal but I prefer a sister Like baby girl right there she gotta big ole cha-donka-donk She probably workout three times
in the rain wishing things would change It ain't a game, mad I pawned all the rings and chains Emotionally scarred form losing my job Pass the nod nigga, times is hard
rain wishin' things would change It ain't a game and I pawned all the rings and chains. Emotionally scarred from losin' my job Pastor nod-nigga times is hard
swang to Jamaica Hit that G4 and you know we gon touch the sky like a scraper, but just for you [Hook] [Trae:] I know they told me time was hard, but
thang you're hot Oh yeah you looking good, but I just might pass Cause you ain't working hard enough, put some bounce in that ass You want some cash, wrong nigga wrong time
go through Big Pokey Who a nigga know as hard as me, who a nigga know is smart as me Niggaz wanna know how hard is he, I'm hard as the boss more ravage
sitting on buck eyed See a pair of thick thighs, ask her do you wanna ride Of course she do, so she jumped right in Cause it's her first time, even sitting
and chop it up like confetti I go to the extreme, to keep my pockets laced with feddy Hard times got a young nigga currency chasing Cause only time will
like a whirlwind Them 20's dipped in platinum, when the wide body spin We worldwide game spitters, and y'all can't win Stacking ends setting trends, let the games
fifty featherless birds My game blast superb, Gucci shoes and Iceberg Since it's all about the End, I have the urge to splurge It's lunch time, you on
, don't try to immolate Or sit there and hate, and start to fabricate My division is heavy weight, so fellow and vacate You taking up my space, so its time
taught, when you fucking with H.A.W.K. Caught up in the rapture, wasn't hard to catch you With my heavy weight frame and my 6-4 stature I snatched you, whatever this game
