Hard!

When it all boils down, who got the motherfucking crown?

For making that...

Hard! Street, ghetto rugged

Beat that'll make your whole crew say "fuck it"

Hard! Street, ghetto wild

Beat that'll make you feel my style

Hard! Street, ghetto beat

That I play when I think about out in the street, I got the

Hard! Street, ghetto style

(What about the smooth shit?) Yeah, I can do that too

(What about the groove shit?) Yeah, I can do that too

But when it comes time to rock the block

Who got that old mad ghetto type shit stocked and locked?

Large Pro, for those who don't know which way to go

Listen to your man's latest show with the (Hard!)

Street, you know the routine

On the concrete where the things ain't too clean

And it only gets rougher, and some will have to suffer

I was there, and even had to get my share

But as long as I'm alive I will never forget

What I had to go through to hit

That's why I play the

Hard! Street, ghetto rugged

Beat that'll make your whole crew say "fuck it"

Hard! Street, ghetto wild

Beat that'll make you feel my style

Hard! Street, ghetto beat

That I play when I think about out in the street, I got the

Hard! Street, ghetto style

You see it's all in my blood so I could never be a dud

The street mentality, I'll have you like "What?"

When you walking around, both feet on the ground,

No lie, about to take a nosedive

Kid it ain't no joke, you either get gat or go broke

Or get busy, the way the world turns you get dizzy

In a spin, so listen to the rhymes I send

They're only a reflection of the times I've been

On the street trying to ma