Hurt - Instrumental

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