Three the Hard Way (Explicit)

Three the Hard Way - Jermaine Dupri/mr. black/R.O.C.
See quick
I told you man once we get a beat man
Sh*t like this right here
I got my ni**a black for me uh
I got my ni**a roc for me uh
And y'all know who the f**k I be
And for a long time
I think niggaz been taking so so def for a joke
But I guess that's why we rich
And y'all niggaz is broke
Y'all got one chance to flow I let y'all know
While y'all stretch your mouth I stretch my dough
Also stretch the doors on my navigators
Long as the olajuwon
Rock mine a phenomenon Mr Smith style
You want to get uh oh here he is now
Dot to the o caughted blow your sh*t down
Dot to the see you're feelin' me now
Anyhow y'all niggaz can't measure up
I'm here to get my cheddar and who ever mess it up
Then I'mma blow these rounds out wet âem up
For my dawgs like dmx who pound like kurupt
And snoopy in the club getting at the groupies
Stash the uzi tonight flash the jewelry
And just post up we can't be touched
All my niggaz say what we don't give a f**k uh
Be boy style hot like tical
Four five cal check into the profile of a killa
Sonny black my mellow my ace playa get on the
Microphone and rock it please
I'm make y'all niggaz feel the hit homie
None of y'all motherf**kers know me
Three times a niggaz like tony
All up in your spot like navy seals wave your steel
Lay your sh*t down clown I'm for real
Spittin' crips for chips plant bombs in your whip
I bring the pain to the game on the real tip what
Hittin' niggaz like jfk
For the pounds and the bricks and yay hear what I say
Squeezing off just to mash and releasing off
Y'all motherf**kers shouldn't be so soft
Oh you type thug niggaz
You be so call frump niggaz
Yo I got no love niggaz
Expect the worse yo check it can make you see the hearse
Tell mama I'm about to break the button for the nurse
Niggaz don't want it
But they think they do
And soldiers should never f**k with me
And my crew who
You know I'm gonna make them dance when
I step in the club
Well I know another way to make âem put their hands up
I drop the beat on
I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz
We lock the street corners
You know I'm gonna make them dance when
I step in the club
Well I know another way to make âem put their hands up
I drop the beat on
I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz
We lock the street corners
Well it's him again the timbaland lacer
You trembling in the faces detroit hates us
Take us come smooth the hard sh*t rock jewelry
Like Mr antarctic
Watch our hands move
Regardless of the chartless
Cock your automatic
So the safest thing for you
To do is shut the f**k up
Let my crew do this uh like this niggaz from
The bricks and uh
You don't want nwk to get to ya
So you heard we make
Believers out of dreamers
Now we make murder cases out of sleepers
S to the motherf**kers o to the s to the y'all d*mned
O to the d to the e f**k you
'cause we buck you
Y'all niggaz can't touch us
Assume my position
'cause papermaking's a must
Straight mangle motherf**kers when it's time to bust
Lace flows with angel dust all up in your spot
We got no things with us kind of dangerous
Don't f**k around and get caught in a verbal onslaught
'Cause I'm label your bills and my man too hort ooh lord
Getting down one more time
For making motherf**kers who be out on the run
I gotta get mine daily can't let these motherf**kers fade me
That's just the way my mama made me
Top size rider from the get go known to spit flows
And keep them niggaz on their tiptoes
I goes to the extremity blind with w**d and hennesy
I know you niggaz don't remember me
Got the flow poetic and
I stay diamond setted
Running over tracks like
I'm libyan here's the past
Labeled a p**sy cash see her bounce
Shaking moving waiting sipping the ounce
What's up with that none of
Y'all niggaz can f**k with black
Motherf**ker where's your focus at
JD my mellow my ace
Get on the mic and come rock please
Ni**a I feel like why you gon come if ain't on time
And ain't no need in coming out if you ain't gonna shine
That's why I am why I am with mine and y'all sick
While y'all keep it real we keep it rich
Just clowning pounding riding around in
Some of the most elite sh*t to ever hit the town
Screaming out how you like me now and I'm gettin' busier
I stay platinum while y'all get dizzier
The difference between y'all is I get 'em out of their seats
And my balling techniques is out of your reach
Live and direct from the peach state
Where we make hits deep grits and steak homes laced
We never hit the breaks just continue to speed
You stay live I don't want to f**k with me