Ghetto Smaxx - Work Hard Lyrics
[Verse 1: Sling Shod]Take your time, just cross this lineI've been in this since '69Ghetto's Niggas just pull the triggerAll you haters just piss offf creaturesWe smoking weed and sipping liqourMy alegation deep in my nationAll your people full of patienceWhat's working, talkingLeave your mouth openI kill you all rappers that's an optionPunching, blocking, hunting, floppingCrushing, rolling, punch your teethDown on the street we make a streamI kill you all you do is play basket-ballI blow it down, you just turn me offI'm wondering why you leave me downI'm thinking you have nothing to sayMy track is back in this gameMy punching line verses are not the sameDon't forget what king has saidThat Mampheng is back againYou see I'm white boyChillin' with my black guys niggaI'm a cool boy and I'm a rude boyYou don't know what I'm thinking in my mindJust be patient niggaI'll give u 4 options to research about it1 from my Ghetto's2 from my hood3 and 4 belongs to my moneyHop you get me nigga[Hook: Riley Simon]You should try man to work hardYou should try man to work and live it allLive it all, live it allI'ma try man to work hardI'ma try man to work and live it allLive it all, live it all[Verse 2: Shay's Nay]Westcoast! Westcoast! Yoh!Y'all know who's thisShay's Nay holding this micRepresent the game called T WestsideThe bestside, the dopesideI murder this track go 'n call PoPoAint ridin' soloI rather go slow, so niggas don't blowI spit the linesAnd I aint talkin' bout the rhymesI own this vibe, Bang! Bang!2 shots that's me right thereThe B O double SYou know Trimbash is a thugCheezy daz he's the thugShay's Nay he's the thugTrinity forever you know what upM.P.H right there in the hood with meMoving this thing, you know what?We keep rolling, we keep crawlingWe keep murdering(Ha! Ha! )This is how we end downNigga why we keep beating the beatsRight there forever[Hook: Riley Simon][Verse 3: Gensin Gee]Ghetto Smaxx PhotoGhetto's nigga LogoMake the MOB nigga try to make it for the socialHello Mr. Popo, I'm swimming in the yellow poolI'm popping out my sweater and I'm killing all this devilishNiggas by my *****es(*****es)Drinking all the mixtures(mixtures)Going faster than a nigga from Madonna In Canada(Canada)Chainz on my neck, tatoos on my back(back)I take many golds when I'm balling with my king(king)I put my plan emotionI gotta catch emotionCall me life saver coz I wear swimming costumeBack I was gone man I was sent by KhalifaI kill this beat like Ghetto Smaxx niggaI'm Gensin Gee for real, King Cash as my middle nameMoney on another levelNine piece is my secret weaponWait! Stop! I go hard with my niggasThen I slide on your back like a plate full of meat Gee![Hook: Riley Simon][Verse 4: Chris J Martian]It's Forty nine, six, seven, eight, three sixtyI downt have dope nigga I'ma need FreebiesMurder 81, church people go geez Chris!Man I'm so creedy, damn I'm needyI switch bodies niggas guess who be creepySnapp fingers green light, nigga you gon leave meVersace shoes, Versace sweater, Houdini!Bout to call a gal with GeeBeesYou know I'm bout to leave out this track, you gon miss me...[Outro: Chris J Martian]Yeah! Yeah-yea-You gon miss meYou gon miss me, you gon, you gonYou gon miss me.
