Hardbody

Young money militia with it

Cash Money business, we missed the hit then your bitch'll get it

Full grown, heart colder than South Fargo

Load the pockets in my cargos for what your car goes

Fuck it I can't complain, die I don't like him anyway

Took for Wayne, Mack, and Stunna to snatch him anyway

Shorty from the DVD, y'all ain't catch him anyway

Thinking look at these bird brains, I'll hatch 'em any day

Take it in acid, I'll put a bird on your bitches

Like, fuck a fashion statement, I state the fashion

Like, I'm straight smashing with an irate passion

Shit, like I hate crashing, rip like I'm late passing

I'm loyal to fam like oil to Sam

I know niggas boiling grams for foil and Spam

I'm on a track like Lebron, not annoying his man

Before the games, clap chalk and ya boy at the lane

Who game?

Real niggas saying they hardbody

Be the same niggas talking around

Real niggas saying they hardbody

Be the same niggas stuck in the ground

Real niggas saying they hardbody

Be the same niggas jumping the gun

Real niggas saying they hardbody

Be the same niggas pumping a lung

I'm the definition of staying humble

And the militia's the definition of staying mumble

Admitting you ain't in correct position to say & mumble

All you getting is disrespect cause you wouldn't lay a fumble

I'm the tiniest of them out of the fucking jungle

But I'm quiet enough to show 'em I want the trouble

Never had a shot off the backboard

I know niggas from detention that'll turn your block to a blackboard

Cory Gunz hot as a crack store

That's probably why I always got a thirsty ass broad on my black straw

Before I wanted the nigga to treat right, now I'm considering the Quran pawn

I do the beats right

Respect or the Tek's going off like a street bike

And you gon' see his neck blowing off like a street light

Pause, creep tight sneaking beneath night

Or be the next hellbound nigga to seek Christ, aight

I don't know where they found fam

Fuck around with me, I'll make your self-esteem low as the Soundscan

Rep the city like I'm the town man

Try work it out or else you're getting stuck, wait the pound's jammed

You rap like opposite what you act like

You act like you wouldn't scratch strike in a cat fight

You scrap like you wouldn't clap right in a strap fight

Motherfuckers know how I rock, that's what I rap like

Nigga real mean, I gotta trill team

First nigga, baby grey Glock with a teal beam

Something heavy, try to make a nigga wheels lean

Quiet, the silencer make you sound like a seal stream

You can chase the cookie trick, I want the real cream

Nigga I'm trying to peel green like a sealed screen

How this feel? Looking like a shotta kill scene

Cause my whole crew shoot the nigga, we a film team