Xzibit - Harder Lyrics
(feat. ras kass, saafir (golden state warriors))Ah, I dont wanna hear shitGet off ya mother*****ing assIts right now, right now, right hereAnd we bringing it to you live, come on!Golden state, what... come on, what *****New shit! ha, come on, yeah ras kass blaze that shit upXzibit, break it down slam it, jelly roll[ras kass]Show me a ***** and Im a slay her like sarah michelle gell-ieRap star, trash tellies blow up my sprint cellyDare me, I tongue halle berrys bellyShow her a monsters ball, ***** it you tell mePlatinum, heavy 22 inch perrellisJelly, it gets so ugly it gets scaryHaters act like under-age hoes so whats really-Cant ***** wit yall, paging r.kelly (ooooohhh)Oh, if the shoe fits buy a matching shirtYa nothing take ya face and attach dirtCatch me and my niggas wit strick-9Strictly constrict 9 triggas disfigure ya figureOur figgas got bigger, niggas the sameMenace to society and yall done made me kaneCant extort us faggot, you bust we bustIn God we trust but we paying at dusk, biatch![chorus]Dont you think this shit is for fun (no!)Think before you reach for that gun (think!)Look at all the shit that you started (yeah)You bring heat but we bring it harder (sing!)La la la la la la la la (ha!)La la la la la la la la (sing!)La la la la la la la la (yes)La la la la la la la la (come on)[saafir]Yella, yizzel, shaft shizza-lean***** what yall talking about, this shit cleanThats why we filthy rich behind the scenesGame spitters with helmets and shoulder pads on the hittersBullshit so far what this game sentWe here to burn it down open bar entertainmentTaking the work clipping the clientele on rawLactose intolerant but I still sellGame enough to mash on the coach like sprewellDont salt there hoes flows aint got that sea smellOverstand under surveillance, ben savage-Cant come to the town terrorizing we been ladenBeen beat heavyweight beefs and went passageBack to the blockmates and its safe to unlock cakesKing sizzel makin bank, shake the spizzle,We dont make it drizzle we rain in the g-state[chorus]Dont you think this shit is for fun (no!)Think before you reach for that gun (think!)Look at all the shit that you started (come one)You bring heat but we bring it harder (now sing!)La la la la la la la la (sing!)La la la la la la la la (yeah!)La la la la la la la la (sing it!)La la la la la la la la (yeah)[xzibit]Feel the adrenaline, feel the rushThe effects of the compound the ammo dumpDoc dre dont ***** with punksWe all thump like maximus, stop *****ing with usTake a ride inside the home of hands-on hip-hopSpeak what you believe and hope you dont get shot for itGhetto poets, show it if you got oneA hot one, with ass and rap like a shotgunI can write to the sound of the sunsetSmith & wesson, I use words as a weaponGun sling my dreams I rain supremeAnd fiend for the next challenge, knocking you off balanceLook, I been through the worst, avoided the hearst (survived!)Starving to death and dying of thirst (alive!)Here in the flesh, elope with the profoc-The answer, the solution, the remedy, the anecdote[chorus]Dont you think this shit is for fun (no!)Think before you reach for that gun (think!)Look at all the shit that you started (yeah)You bring heat but we bring it harder (now sing!)La la la la la la la la (yes)La la la la la la la la (sing!)La la la la la la la la (ha)La la la la la la la la (come on)[x2]Bounce... bounce... bounce... yeah... golden state
