Xzibit - Harder lyrics

(feat. Ras Ka**, Saafir (Golden State Warriors)) Ah, I don't wanna hear sh** Get off ya motherf**ing a** It's right now, right now, right here And we bringing it to you live, COME ON! Golden state, what... come on, what b**h New sh**! Ha, come on, yeah Ras Ka** blaze that sh** up Xzibit, break it down slam it, jelly roll [Ras Ka**] Show me a b**h and I'm a slay her like Sarah Michelle Gell-ie Rap star, trash tellies blow up my sprint celly Dare me, I tongue Halle Berry's belly Show her a monster's ball, f** it you tell me Platinum, heavy 22 inch perrelli's Jelly, it gets so ugly it gets scary Haters act like under-age hoes so what's really- Can't f** wit y'all, paging R.Kelly (ooooohhh) Oh, if the shoe fits buy a matching shirt Ya nothing take ya face and attach dirt Catch me and my n***as wit strick-9 Strictly constrict 9 triggas disfigure ya figure Our figgas got bigger, n***as the same Menace to society and y'all done made me Kane Can't extort us f*ggot, you bust we bust In God we trust but we paying at dusk, b*atch! [chorus] Don't you think this sh** is for fun (NO!) Think before you reach for that Gun (Think!) Look at all the sh** 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 f** what y'all talking about, this sh** clean That's why we filthy rich behind the scenes Game spitters with helmets and shoulder pads on the hitters Bullsh** so far what this game sent We here to burn it down open bar entertainment Taking the work clipping the clientele on raw Lactose intolerant but I still sell Game enough to mash on the coach like Sprewell Don't salt there hoes flows ain't got that sea smell Overstand under surveillance, Ben Savage- Can't come to the town terrorizing we been Laden Been beat heavyweight beefs and went pa**age Back to the blockmates and it's safe to unlock cakes King sizzel makin' bank, shake the spizzle, We don't make it drizzle we rain in the G-state [chorus] Don't you think this sh** is for fun (NO!) Think before you reach for that Gun (Think!) Look at all the sh** 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 rush The effects of the compound the ammo dump Doc Dre don't f** with punks We all thump like Maximus, stop f**ing with us Take a ride inside the home of hands-on hip-hop Speak what you believe and hope you don't get shot for it Ghetto poets, show it if you got one A hot one, with a** and rap like a shotgun I can write to the sound of the sunset Smith & Wesson, I use words as a weapon Gun sling my dreams I rain supreme And fiend for the next challenge, knocking you off balance Look, I been through the worst, avoided the hearst (Survived!) Starving to d**h and dying of thirst (alive!) Here in the flesh, elope with the profoc- The answer, the solution, the remedy, the anecdote [chorus] Don't you think this sh** is for fun (NO!) Think before you reach for that Gun (Think!) Look at all the sh** 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