Big L — Times Iz Hard (Devil's Son 1993)
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Times Iz Hard (Devil's Son 1993) Big L03:29
Текст песни: Times Iz Hard (Devil's Son 1993)
Times iz Hard Lyrics[Production by Buckwild & Lord Finesse] [Big L: Verse 1] I used to be a rich nigga, selling much crack To make a long story short, I fell off like a hubcap My operation got shut off I can't slide a slut off I gotta beat my dick to get a nut off Cause when a convo is struck up Bitches act stuck up, my luck sucks, everything is fucked up To get cash I gotta beg Cause every time I reach in my pocket all I feel is my damn leg Its about time that I feel cash, gotta get it right now, gotta get it real fast Cause all I got left is two MAC-10s, a army jacket, a ski mask, a hoodie, and some black Timbs I'm about to get extra ill, so I went to my crib, got booted up and got dressed to kill The first place that I hit was the corner store I pulled out and told everybody to get on the floor I took the cash and I jetted One kid tried to set it I bet he regret it cause because he got wetted Robberies I did well When you look in the dictionary under villain you'll see a photo of Big L Fuck a job, punks is gettin robbed and scarred Cause times is hard on the boulevard [Big L: Verse 2] Yo I was robbing people on a regular basis in many different places and all types of races I robbed gangstas, I robbed ducks, I didn't care who I stuck as long as I got a buck what the fuck When niggas see me they take flight I'll even rob Jehovah if I catch him right on a late night Keep a vest G don't try to test me A redneck police chief tried to arrest me Ayo that wasn't a smart cop Because I put 2 in his chest and his motherfucking heart stopped Its a must I commit crimes Cause I gotta get mine, its hard times, and all I see are dollar signs Why should I work for another sucker When I can do robberies and make G's like a motherfucker Fuck a job, punks is getting robbed and scarred Cause times is hard on the boulevard [Big L: Verse 3] Yo I was goin out, just like a crusader would I robbed everything that moved in the neighborhood Yo I was even robbing chicks I did mad sticks, I needed more dough so I started taking hits Blastin ducks with the shotty The trigger I squeeze with ease I got paid 50 g's per body In a year I killed 88 So I made about... umm... fuck it I was crazy straight Fuck a job, punks is getting robbed and starved Cuz times is hard on the boulevard1
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