Its So Hard song by Big Pun from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Latin Urban, Rap, East Coast music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Its So Hard Meaning
| [[Verse 1: Big Punisher] You can catch me in the cherry red 150 Got the Glizzy locked in the stizzy Pop the clizzy, goin’ 60 down a one-wizzy Drunk pissy, tryin’ to cruise through the avenue While my peoples is poppin’ bottles up in Sue’s Rendezvous Fuck that! Spun the U-ey, lost a hubcap It’s back to the shack, came back in a “What’s that?!” Straight from Paris, checkin’ Gaby’s new baby carriage Perry Ellis, auburn cherry reddish Fresh out the dealer, got the TEC for the squealers Wear a vest for the killers, nothin’ less ‘cause it’s realer In the Big Apple, where it’s quick to get your shit tackled Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you Trust no one; got beef? Bust yo’ gun You don’t need no one, talkin’ ’bout that you owe ’em I’ma go for dolo, Scarface without Manolo One deep, I be solo, bustin’ heat, throwin’ bolos, it’s hard [Hook: Donnell Jones] And it’s so hard, yeah Niggas wanna be like Pun But they don’t bust they guns And it’s so hard! Niggas wanna fuck my wife Nggas wanna take my life But it’s so hard! , [Hook adlibs: Big Punisher] It’s hard work, baby I just lost a hundred pounds, I’m tryin’ to live I ain’t goin’ nowhere I’m stayin’ alive, baby That’s my wife, I paid for them titties! Get your own! Your own! Ya heard?! [Verse 2: Big Punisher] Rollin’ with the Squad, we like Gods Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars, strip bars in Miami Almost came home with the Grammy Next year, bringin’ home three for the family Watch me, you can catch it live on Hitachi Poppin’ shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase Fuck that! Liberace, fo’-X Versace, somebody stop me! Never that! SKEE-YU! Where my niggas at? Uptown!! Uptown!! You know you feelin’ that Cash rule, hardcore, you can dance to That old Biggie “Gimme One More Chance…” Take a glance, then I’m off with yours With both hands, take off my drawers and jerk me like the Source Awards I love hip-hop, I ain’t even probably the best lyricist alive Terror Squad, nigga, stop sleepin’! [Hook Adlibs: Big Punisher] What you say your name was again? And I know you from where? Elementary school? I don’t know you, man! Money, not you again, go that way! , [Hook: Donnell Jones] And it’s so hard, yeah Niggas wanna be like Pun But they don’t bust they guns And it’s so hard! Niggas wanna fuck my wife Nggas wanna take my life But it’s so hard! [Coda: Donell Jones] Yeah, you ain’t fuckin’ my wife, takin’ my life And if you just hatin’, just walk on by All you haters, just walk on by See, me and Big Pun be rollin’ Schemin’ on you and your homie Better just walk on by While we role back and talk for a while And to the Boricuas — stay up, stay up, stay up! And to all my homies — you gotta know what’s up!] |
