Wu-tang Clan - Hard to k** lyrics

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Wu-tang Clan - Hard to k** lyrics

[Intro: Method Man] Yeah, play time's over motherf**ers Spice 1's defiantly in motherf**in' effect You know what I'm saying? Bringing it to all you b**h a** n***as So raise up and recognize, and understand that this brother is hard to k** [Verse 1: Spice 1] I'm running this n***as off their block Taking their sh** kicking it to the b**hes People can't lift off your spot I'm leaving your sh** all up in stitches n***a, bullets fly through the door I'll shoot you and that ho Got a cap for each n***a f**ing with my cash flow Pid cap, be love cap pid Because in the neighborhood cause still k** at will Gotta keep on my pistol on tight Slanging sugar delite That china white got these n***as k**ing each other tonight Sometimes a turf is like a war zone Or even Vietnam, not at the movies but you still see the died come And a n***a catch a slug, caps' be pulled for fun foo You got to watch your sh** before we pull a ak on your own blood Se n***as will stick you for your cash That's when they enter the t-shirt contest to super soak their a** So Method Man show these n***as the deal Let these motherf**ers know that your hard to k** [Verse 2: Method Man] Who dat n***a? You with me with the super fly Methtical n***a Who want to die? For real n***a Wow, even try to test sides Challenger your the bird with my .45 caliber Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 and the Method motherf**a With the guns blazing? You trail, my god, its amazing Where your punk at? Nightmares like Wes Craven The bigger the critter, the harder to pull the trigga I'll send your a** back to the dark side n***a You're a snake, I've seen you sliver, so I deliver with d**h We'll throw your punk a** in the river On the battle ship I'm the captain Beat that a** bloody as a sanitary napkin [Hook] S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah [Verse 3: Spice 1] Blah! These motherf**ers nutz if you want to murder me Harder to k** than your average motherf**in' G Rollz with the uzi and that sh** that will make your body drop Close up your shop, tic toc and it don't stop n***a, down for my strap n***as on their back No rat-tat-tat silencer on the mac Died come again, coming straight out of my jaws Got these n***as screaming pause Pistol whip and breaking out their jaw Yeah, so you don't want to f** with me Many n***as out there willing to go nuts with me And light up your block and leave them smokin like some f**ed up bammer Can't be caught by no Po-Po's, can't be put in no slammer I don't be f**ing with no snitches Ain't no body going to tell, leave your dick in the dirt And yo momma as well New York to Cali n***as are hard to k** sh** is too real, your a ignorant mutha f**a If your not riding with your steal [Hook] S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah, hard to k**ah S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 [Outro] Capping your a** for the 94, what you know? Grab your Glock Blah! Me burst out first 'Mon We Audi 7000 G

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