Harry Fraud - The Product lyrics

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Harry Fraud - The Product lyrics

[Intro] Imagine bein' broke forever Then you really count a million With your own two hands La Musica de Harry Fraud Hoffa, Pablo, uh [Verse 1] They sent my man up the road He just got caught with some dope Last week we was broke Never cared 'bout the grade, was just lookin' for smoke Could give a fu*k about a G.O.A.T (Give a fu*k) I don't know her but she already offered her throat (Ooh, yeah) Got this b*tch drivin' the boat It get cold where I'm from so we Moncler every coat (Brr) In the zone every time that I wrote I live a life a lot of people jealous (A life) We from the bottom, fu*k is you gon' tell us? If they don't kill us, they gon' probably jail us I seen the ambulance and heard the medic ni**as get fame and don't deserve the credit (At all) Baggies was on me, servin' every second I be so comfortable in every section Breathe (Breathe, breathe, breathe) fu*k her so good, she don't want me to leave (Yeah) I had to keep a trick under my sleeve We at the Xannies, movin' like a Aleve Stuck in the trenches, it get hard to breathe Thirty thousand in a Nike box (Uh) Where I'm from we never liked the cops (Never) Make the wrong moves and your life is stopped (Boom) I tried to get it right out of the project (Uh) b*tches tellin' me I'm toxic We had the trap lookin' like a moshpit All you ni**as do is gossip Get this money, disappear like I'm Hoffa If we at the table, I sit like a mobster I go to sleep, in my dreams, see monsters Wake up and go blow the re-up at Prada [Chorus] I catch a flight just to pick up the product (Uh) I can never be a sponsor ni**as had crack, but we had the weed I knew a few that got rich off of ganja Middle fingers to your honor Kicked me up out of the court, dope, seen a lot of it bought (A lot) I talk to God then I diamond the cross A lot of 'em sweet, we gotta extort I catch a flight just to pick up the product (Product) I can never be a sponsor (Never) ni**as had crack but we had the weed I knew a few that got rich off of ganja Middle fingers to your honor Kicked me up out of the court, dope, seen a lot of it bought (A lot) I talk to God then I diamond the cross A lot of 'em sweet, we gotta extort [Verse 2] I hope that you trustin' me, seen the stash We got enough paper to put in a sleepin' bag Don't tell me, I seen they mad (I seen) I put diamonds on my bed VVS's on my pillowcase (Bling) Always movin' like I'm in a race (Uh) Came with the 7-40's, like it's twenty to eight, that's any state We was the ones that mother told you not to hang with (Never) 'Cause we was always on some gang sh*t If you ain't from it then don't claim this (Don't claim this) I signed my deal and the first thing I bought was a stainless Then I went, met up with Pooch I only had enough bread for my shoes Livin' my life, I had nothin' to lose The last place I'm tryna sleep is pine box (Uh) We would link up on dime blocks I started with fifty, my ni**a, that's nine shots My life had my mom hot (Boom, boom, boom) I pick and roll on any opposition I was feelin' like John Stock but these rhymes got Move right up out of them trenches, I sat on them benches Was feelin' like, "Why not?" [Chorus] I catch a flight just to pick up the product (Right now) I can never be a sponsor (I can't) ni**as had crack but we had the weed I knew a few that got rich off of ganja Middle fingers to your honor (fu*k 'em) Kicked me up out of the court, dope, seen a lot of it bought (A lot) I talk to God then I diamond the cross (Uh, uh) A lot of 'em sweet, we gotta extort (Uh, uh) I catch a flight just to pick up the product (Right now) I can never be a sponsor (I can't) ni**as had crack but we had the weed I knew a few that got rich off of ganja (Pablo) Middle fingers to your honor Kicked me up out of the court, dope, seen a lot of it bought (Kick me out) I talk to God then I diamond the cross A lot of 'em sweet, we gotta extort (We gotta extort, we gotta extort, we gotta extort, we gotta extort) [Outro] A lot of 'em sweet, we gotta extort Pay up, ni**a Pablo, Harry Fraud, uh Hoffa We gotta extort

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