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Текст песни M.M.O. - Kinda Hard

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[Intro: Triggnomm (Itchy-Fingas)]Eh-yo yo son, come on come onWe gotta hit this flight 304 today(Yo why these airline police keep watchin` me?)Fuck them, man, come on (Toy cops)[Naisha]I`m flyin on the Kennedy airline fog, the demon in meStreet life of Benny, blunt go to HiroshimiCustom mine, all broads be fresh in VersaceDwellin` on the daily, not me, sippin` on NaniIn the splills, Jumanji, skies red like Blood MoneyScramble my life fully, rockin` G.S. gulleysUnder the moon light, sippin` fruit wineFloat like fruit flies, dominate the skies, realizeKeep your Nino`s up high and notify this crime sizeNaisha in camouflage pistol-whippin` wise guysSupreme large, I pop you to the Heavens of all GodsTo generate, C.S.G. all-stars, fuck it, let`s take it back to mirageStreet war stars, hate to bust my gun from afarThe Messiah Allah, tote me shit from here to Hong KongNaisha to bomb, sincerely the Don, blow holes all in your craniumCamaro S.S., rollin` up cess, a gun in your vestIt`s business, so the topic`s at restIt`s like Capone and Nes`, `nough powder to blessLace it, divide the cut in, this fresh linen I soaked in itSoon arrive the endin`, over the scrimmageReptilian, King pinnin`, y`all niggaz caught feelin`s[Break: Triggnomm (Itchy-Fingas) {Naisha}]Yo yo (Yo yo yo, you feel that?){Come on what`s the deal?}[Chorus 2X: Naisha (Triggnomm)]It`s kinda hard growin` up in these streets, you feel me?(Son it`s hard rockin` killas to sleep) I feel youThe twelve on the clock always symbolize youSo be ready when them hands should just swing by you[Triggnomm]Back in the days, Daddy-O, he told me numbers don`t lieWhat you gon` try, if I tell you bring me back seven-five?No shake on the raw, no chips off the rockRound the clock dough operate, low aggravateCream Team`s to set things straightSpeakin` loud and clear, one point five a year, now we can go thereMake it official, bring in the missles then bring the pistolsAin`t satisfied `til I hit you when I get youCrystal, when the beef was hot, should`ve bit youThe ordeal, kill my taste buds and tranquil`Murderholic, I can`t call it, I might spoil itHave your whole team in the court house, clean the toiletsGot convicted, the judge says I`m crime addictedRhyme explicit, supporters show signs and picketsMakin` me a statistic? Hated it and got away with itLivin` in this game of life, know how to play with itSo you could die young, or live to see your grandsonThe greatest man alive was sacrificed for ransom[Chorus 2X][Itchy-Fingas]Peep the mirage that I`ve spit when rhymes kick for the nine-ishWe bomb then we stomp like the chinks in SaigonMy two`s sippin` on like Fairytalez with raw deal but it`s all realWe rock from Steel Wheel to Park Hill to Oak HillGuard your grill, knuckle or what.. {*censored*}Put four in ya man gut, he tryin` to shine like King TutInfiltratin` the operation`ll cause devestation to the nationI`m prepared for what I`m facin` before y`all`s the Tang andShake game when I`m snatch that, wanna scrap? Where ya raps at?Wanna bang? Where ya gats at? Hiatus, why hate us?Heavyweighters, ghetto classics, iced out, fitted backwardsGrey caskets, since they all stress, one day you`ll restTomorrow never dies, we gon` start this off fresh.. this[Chorus 2X][All - repeat to fade]It`s kinda hard, money, it`s kinda hardIt`s kinda hard, money, it`s kinda hard[Outro: Triggnomm (Naisha)]It`s kinda hard (gettin` money)it`s kinda hard, it`s kinda hardIt`s kinda hard growin upNaisha, Triggnomm.. (it`s kinda hard puttin` killas to sleep)It`s kinda hard.. that`s how it is(M.M.O, Deadly Venoms, K.G.B.) Triggnomm (A.T.L.)It`s kinda hard gettin` food to eatThe foundation (what?) M.M.O. (M.M.O.)

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