Juicy J - Hard Hittaz lyrics

[Intro DJ Paul talking] (With Echos) Yea! (Yea) Three Six (Six) Boogie Mane (Mane) Hypnotize Mindz (Tize Mindz) You know.. (You know) n***as get scared when they see these hard hittas (Hard Hittas) Walk up in the motherf**in' club we comin to repossess and sh** (Possess and sh**) They start talking like girls and sh** (And sh**) [Woman] You can't touch me Stand back No!!![2x] [DJ Paul] Yeah [Hook 2x] They got scared when these hard hittas came in They got chains but they all tucked in We got them thangs and we brought 'em all in These n***as play dead when they hear we came in (Came in) [Crunchy Black] See I'm a hard hitta yes I am And I dont really n***a give a damn About you and how you f**in rock sh** I put a 45 that make you b**hes stop dead You wanna co*k it go ahead and co*k it Dont make a n***a like me make you drop it I'm ten toes I'm from tha M-f**in-Town We gangster walkin You hear the f**in gangster sound Its ashes to ashes dust to dust The gats we trust Y'all dont really wanna bust I see you and your crew n***a in da club You tuck in yo chainz you must be some sissy club Do you wanna go to war n***a & spit some blood You talkin that sh** like a f**in s*ut You talk sh** then you might as well bring sh** I shut this muthaf**in club down for you b**h! [Hook 2x] [DJ Paul] (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) Now if you wonder why so many diss Hypnotize Its cause them haters ain't eatin They on some muthaf**in diets A lot them is really sick I think they got amnesia Cause on Sunday they diss ya But come Monday they need ya Quit tellin lies to the public If you could rewind your life back You probably be wit me on this track But I ain't come here my n***a for no sorrow no wounds But im'a stay bumpin till I bump by head on my tool Fo' real! [Juicy J] n***as wanna blame us cause they ain't famous They wanna ride a new whip instead of catchin the matter bus So why I gotta take the blame for lame a** n***as not havin things Maybe you need to boost some clothes get yourself some pocket change I know you like them fairy tales say you make the three six sell So while my pockets still on swoll you reachin in the garbage pale Player I'm not your friend wit' it name a price and J'll spend it Get yourself a nine to five and try your luck on a lottery ticket [Boogiemane] What's up n***a Wanna be bad as the next n***a True facts you ain't gettin sh** but f** n***a Buck n***a catchin the cut when I rush n***a Jump n***a thinkin you cool you chump n***a f** that im'a get nine to get mine If you hood dog off in the club I'm on shine Pine in my mouth f** up your cloud and get paid Wit' the same place to call our own and get away Whats the deal dog I be bout buckin and getting crunk And really dog I could care less about stunts In my trunk though where you gon' ride after the show Ain't no punk goes so I suppose you'll get throwed by some elbows f** it I'll fill his a** wit' holes on that funk blow throwin high low Like I'm a pro get crunk dog get buck dog But actin like a f**in' fool gon' get you jumped dog