Hurt (feat. Alfamega & Busta Rhymes)

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba You, pussy nigga, finna make me kill one of y'all Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, run up on him where he hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first A lot of pussy nigga talk like broads, love runnin' theymouth That is 'til I run in they house, put the gun in they mouth Tell 'em, nigga, talk shit now, you'd thnk they know the gun go, bow I ain't scared of the law, no, I'm 'bout to go to war What it is, nigga? Win, lose or draw? I never get caught murkin' y'all 'cause it ain't what you do The question is, who saw? Shawty I'm way to raw? Catch me any day you want, you could think I'ma play if you want But the facts still remains, if I got an AK and you don't Well, then, playa, you gone Don't get me wrong, there's some niggas wanna kill me too But this ain't 'bout shit 'cause it's very well known where I'm at They can catch me in the booth right now if they really like that No, nigga let they hoe get 'em in the whole shit The .44 spit they holla, oh shit, protectin' her and you both hit You better check ya girl 'cause you be so sick If the chopper leave you with no dick Or a plastic bag holdin' yo' shit Leave six in you, a couple more in ya bitch And I don't miss 'cause I'm focused nigga Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, run up on him where he hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first Fuck niggas might talk loud, act real But they don't really want this here Pussy niggas, better act right, lay low We know where your family live Trust me, you don't want me up in your crib With a ski mask on, duck tapin' your kids You can pray all you want but I don't forgive You should have been doin' that Before you did what you did I ain't gotta spell it out, pimp, you know what it is I'll rest you case for you real, man, you know what it is Plus I got a hundred goons with me dressed in black Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back Half got K's, half got MACs Bring 'em out, bring 'em out, show me where he at We can do him right here, we can catch him in a trap Run up on his 'lac put a hole in his hat Put his brains on the dash and his thoughts in his lap And dump 50 more on him and tell him to hold that Lights out, no hasta mañana, hasta la vista, sayonara Y tú, no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow And the next one of y'all, niggas, try me like that I swear to God, man, I'm really gon' snap Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, run up on him where he hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first Right now I'ma give you somethin' that a make a nigga beg, please When a bullet wiz by, he'll probably feel a little breeze, drop to yo knees Drop to your knees, see the big barrel of the chrome Fifth triple grip handles for the squeeze I keep a couple of those for the niggas who talk shit When I go to Jacob and I cop that ring If you try to see me I'ma cop that thang And I'ma pop that thang you know the shots gon' sting The nigga ride inside the truck with me For the most part the nigga stuck with me And tell you somethin' if you really were smart and you knew better People probably tell ya, don't fuck with me Front if you want, motherfucker, you can catch it Smile on my face even if I got a rachet Pop off, police, pull me over, believe I got a compartment If I gotta stash it Must I just remind ya, niggas when I come through? Know that I'ma find y'all niggas, take two (Break through) Bust so many shots, gun powder probably blind y'all, niggas, now Okay, okay,lets go, see you don't really wanna feel that Mossberg blow Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga When I finish it'll turn into an absurd show (Listen) And you better observe, yo Feel the sizzle from the bullet of the Glock burn slow Shit'll probably twist you up just a little and have your body leanin' Lookin' like a quarter past four Stay down better (Lay down) Checkin' for a nigga, come and put your body in the dirt I don't play bitch, if you really need to go the other way If you ain't know I got it under my shirt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, run up on him where he hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurt Boy you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first