You So Tough
G-Unit
T.O.S.
[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
[Lloyd Banks]
Bury all ya hatin
Cause hatred'll bury ya
Learn not to talk tough talk through ya cellular
Fuck gettin beef
The president the senetor
There is no peace
You the prey or the pretedor
While ya plottin on me
I'm 10 steps aheada ya
Black 40 calibur
I'll putta infer-red on ya
Nigga I'm special
You mad cause you regular
Man I don't want yo bitch
I damn near remember her
Refresh my memory?
Oh yeah, I slept wid her
No wonder she ain't mention you
When I met wid her
Mind on my chedda
They remember me forever
The groundwork I put in
Make my lifestyle better... and better
I like the fuckin street
Right in them phantom lights
Montana life
Two women
And my hand is ice
But I don't forget where I come from
[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
[Tony Yayo]
For that china white
I'll lay a nigga momma down
We can shoot it out
Like Frank White did in Chinatown
You know I got that hard white
You know I got that tannin brown
Automatic trey-pound
Leave a nigga maned-down
Murda murda homicide
Real right niggas ride
Gangstas, they never hide
Thank God I'm still alive
My pockets look like there's cracks on me
My waist looks like I got the mac on me
These hoes on my dick I got that axe on me
You a R.N.
Regular nigga that rap homie
I'm crack homie
I'm dope money
I wake up and wipe my ass wid coke money
C-back, Maybach
My shit two-toned
Nigga run up on that
Yo ass a tombstone
I'm wood like a group home
Ghetto like a payphone
Jake the snake
I'm low in the hood
[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
[50 Cent]
Yeah I got a knife for a tough nigga
Nine for a hard nigga
Don't make me empty the chamber
Even if I'm locked in a cell block
You'll fall into shell shock
When I open ya head wid the banger
I cause a riot in the yard
Make a mess in the mess hall
Like I jus blew trial
And I ain't got nothin left
God, what's todays mathematics?
Shit ain't addin up
Get knocked wid 10 machine guns
Only get 12 months?
Ooohh weee, don't talk to me
You talk to him, you talkin to them
I got the best lawyers money can buy
They said they woulda got me ten
Or maybe nine
I say "how do you explain how homie breathe? "
He say "you keep ya mouth shut or you in wid G's"
[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
compositores: ANAND BAKSHI, MARVIN N BERNARD, RAHUL DEV BURMAN, CURTIS N JACKSON, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES N LLOYD, Curtis James Jackson, Christopher Charles Lloyd, Marvin Bernard, Rahul Dev Burman
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[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
[Lloyd Banks]
Bury all ya hatin
Cause hatred'll bury ya
Learn not to talk tough talk through ya cellular
Fuck gettin beef
The president the senetor
There is no peace
You the prey or the pretedor
While ya plottin on me
I'm 10 steps aheada ya
Black 40 calibur
I'll putta infer-red on ya
Nigga I'm special
You mad cause you regular
Man I don't want yo bitch
I damn near remember her
Refresh my memory?
Oh yeah, I slept wid her
No wonder she ain't mention you
When I met wid her
Mind on my chedda
They remember me forever
The groundwork I put in
Make my lifestyle better... and better
I like the fuckin street
Right in them phantom lights
Montana life
Two women
And my hand is ice
But I don't forget where I come from
[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
[Tony Yayo]
For that china white
I'll lay a nigga momma down
We can shoot it out
Like Frank White did in Chinatown
You know I got that hard white
You know I got that tannin brown
Automatic trey-pound
Leave a nigga maned-down
Murda murda homicide
Real right niggas ride
Gangstas, they never hide
Thank God I'm still alive
My pockets look like there's cracks on me
My waist looks like I got the mac on me
These hoes on my dick I got that axe on me
You a R.N.
Regular nigga that rap homie
I'm crack homie
I'm dope money
I wake up and wipe my ass wid coke money
C-back, Maybach
My shit two-toned
Nigga run up on that
Yo ass a tombstone
I'm wood like a group home
Ghetto like a payphone
Jake the snake
I'm low in the hood
[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
[50 Cent]
Yeah I got a knife for a tough nigga
Nine for a hard nigga
Don't make me empty the chamber
Even if I'm locked in a cell block
You'll fall into shell shock
When I open ya head wid the banger
I cause a riot in the yard
Make a mess in the mess hall
Like I jus blew trial
And I ain't got nothin left
God, what's todays mathematics?
Shit ain't addin up
Get knocked wid 10 machine guns
Only get 12 months?
Ooohh weee, don't talk to me
You talk to him, you talkin to them
I got the best lawyers money can buy
They said they woulda got me ten
Or maybe nine
I say "how do you explain how homie breathe? "
He say "you keep ya mouth shut or you in wid G's"
[50 Cent]
Nigga you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard muthafucka
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep shit
Now yo ass sit
You supposed to be hard muthafucka
You so tough
compositores: ANAND BAKSHI, MARVIN N BERNARD, RAHUL DEV BURMAN, CURTIS N JACKSON, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES N LLOYD, Curtis James Jackson, Christopher Charles Lloyd, Marvin Bernard, Rahul Dev Burman
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