Hard 2 Kill

By FMB DZ

On Washington Dz

Released on September 11, 2017

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[Chorus: Janell]

Jumping in a ride, headed to a jug

Pistol on my side, wishin' a nigga would

They'll take me out the game, if these bitch niggas could

I got heart, I got money

So you know a nigga good

I'm hard as steel, niggas ain't hard for real

I'm hard to kill, niggas ain't hard for real, for real, for real


[Verse 1: FMB DZ]

I gotta stack big faces, prepare to beat big cases

You can't deny greatness

I'm at the top, and they hate it

They say I'm lucky I made it, but I'm still tryna make it

Spotlight, I done took it

Nigga try come take it

I can't let nigga take it

I'm the truth, nigga face it

Bitch I came out the basement

I don't want you cause you basic

Niggas can't count on friends

Bitch I'm laughing at the bank

They wanna kill me but they can't

Getting head, sippin' drank

Other hand on the drac

I ain't never lost faith

It ain't no biggie, I'm straight

Bitch I'm plug out the state

Don't let no nigga see the safe

Put a nigga in his place

We feed rats to the snakes

Smoke, pourin' up an eighth

One wood, that's an ace


[Chorus: Janell]

Jumping in a ride, headed to a jug

Pistol on my side, wishin' a nigga would

They'll take me out the game, if these bitch niggas could

I got heart, I got money

So you know a nigga good

I'm hard as steel, niggas not hard for real

I'm hard to kill, niggas not hard for real


[Verse 2: FMB DZ]

I'm a play the card that deal

Niggas ain't hard for real

Niggas know I'm hard to kill

Bro I'm more hard than steel

Slide back down, shit'll get ill

Niggas know my life for real

Ain't no phone in that field

You get hit, you bet not squeal

Mama praying I don't get killed

I just get money and chill

Bitch my heart made of steel

What you won't do I will

I got rastas that kill

Ride with choppas, shit real

Throw some shells through yo windshield

Yo car doing windmills

Spent 200 for 1 mill

Bitches still jumping them pills

Bitch I'm big unk like Phil

Talk a bitch out of her heels

Talking big houses in the hills

You got a big mouth, you not real

I could've die, but I'm still here

I got a purpose, this shit real


[Chorus: Janell]

Jumping in a ride, headed to a jug

Pistol on my side, wishin' a nigga would

They'll take me out the game, if these bitch niggas could

I got heart, I got money

So you know a nigga good

I'm hard as steel, niggas not hard for real

I'm hard to kill, niggas not hard for real