Ky Miller - You So Tough lyrics

[Hook: 50 Cent] Yeah n***a you so tough Tough until your heartbeat stop The tre pound pop, your arteries shot You bleed into shock, get in the pine box Damn you's a hard motherf**er You so tough Tough until your punk a** hit The 4 fifth kick, the Hechler spit You in deep sh**, oh now your a** sick You supposed to be hard motherf**er [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Bury all your hatin, cuz hatred will bury ya Learn not to talk tough talk through your cellular f**ed then beef, the president and senator There is no peace, youre the prey or the predator While you plottin on me, I'm 10 steps ahead of ya Black 40 caliber I put a infrared on ya n***a I'm special, you mad cuz ya regular Man I don't want your b**h, I damn near remember her Refresh my memory, oh yeah I slept with her No wonder she ain't mention you when I met with her Mind on my cheddar, they'll remember me forever The groundwork I put in made my lifestyle better..and better I like the f**in street, bright in the phantom lights Montana light, two women in {?} lights, they round the planet twice But I don't forget where I come from dum dum dum [Hook] [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] For that china white I lay a n***a mama down We can shoot it out like Frank White did in Chinatown You know I got that hard white, you know I got that tan n brown Automatic tre pound leave a n***a man down Murder murder, homicide, real right n***as ride Gangstas they never hide, thank God I'm still alive My pocket look like theres cracks on me My waist look like I got the MAC on me These hoes on my dick I got that a** on me You a RN: regular n***a that rap homey I'm crack homey, I'm dope money I wake up and wipe my a** with dope money C Back, Maybach, my sh** two tone n***a run up on that, your a** a tombstone I'm hood like a group home, ghetto like a pay phone Jake The Snake I'm low in the hood from em [Hook] [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Yeah I got a knife for a tough n***a, 9 for a hard n***a Don't make me empty the chamber Even if I'm locked in the cell-block, they fallin' the shell shock When I open your head with the banger I cause a riot in the yard, make a mess in the mess hall I got just blew trial and I ain't got nothin' left What's today's mathematics? sh** ain't addin' up Get knocked with 10 machine guns, only get 12 months Ooooh weee, don't talk to me; you talk to him; you talkin' to them I got the best lawyers money can buy They said they would've got me 10, or maybe 9 I said, "How do you explain how homey breeze?" They said keep ya mouth shut or you eatin' the cheese