So Damn Tuff (Explicit)

So Damn Tuff (Explicit) - Heltah Skeltah/Ruste Juxx/Buckshot

TOUGH

TOUGH

TOUGH

TOUGH

TOUGH

TOUGH

TOUGH

So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH

Yo what's it's the left jab

That have 'em f**ked up like a crystal meth lab meth lab

Ni**a it's the right cross

That'll rattle your brain and drain your life force

Do a lotta things for the chain with the ice cross

Checking papi down the corner brick and the white soft

That sh*t wack gyro meat with the white sauce

I spit pyro heat all my life boss

I'm into large cars and hard denim

Ya'll niggas fraud and your dodge

Slobbing on large women

I did a small stint in a large prison

Came home rapping saying it was all God given

Sean is risen came up the hard way

Mother Gaston and Blake that's where the God stay

Sing a sad song like Sade

I will each ya food like you sucker for entree P

You ain't gotta like it all you gotta do is get low

When the fifth blow

It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered

On the side of the road you decided to flow

You be like I hope these muthaf**kas bulletproof

If not I'm show 'em what these bullets do

Cuz the mack spraying saying ni**a what

"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH "

To the game a vet O G on the set

Hella choppers on deck why G's in check

Like a Mossberg round when I'm bringing that sound

You muthaf**kas now rocking with the king of the crown

I ain't running I'm gunning with my latin ratcheto

For bricks of that pure pedrico ask Rico

Faggot niggas talking bout I'm hating on the south

Cuz I'm hating all that wack sh*t niggas be putting out

B**ch b******t is b******t from B K to V A

Have my ni**a B A bodyslam the D J

Magnum's striking like the wrath of God

Heltah Skeltah crash through the math I'm hard

You know who you Rucking with y'all niggas can't Rock

Got runningback bullets that ya'll vest can't block

Niggas buzzing the hood screaming Juxx sh*t is rough

"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH "

You ain't gotta like it all you gotta do is get low

When the fifth blow

It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered

On the side of the road you decided to flow

You be like I hope these muthaf**kas bulletproof

If not I'm show 'em what these bullets do

Cuz the mack spraying saying ni**a what

"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH "

It's Mr Monster Mad Rocko

Oscar the Grouch hop up out the garbage can and pop toast

Reincarnate your a** with the rugers

Michael J Fox clap ya stupid a** 'back to the future'

You ahead of your time huh huh Watch how you talking

To grown folks I don't throw fits I throw folks

You had no idea the dirt I do you summama*****es

I call a cab and throw you in front of it I ain't old school

But I'm big Rock I hit you in the head with the big block

And pop it you gon' stop and drop

Niggas bad rookie the guns bust and boogie

You don't move ni**a fill you with heat in the street

Doing the tweak wheezing and freezing wishing you could scream

Why his last episode eat a ni**a cheese

I am past eskimo cooler than a breeze

Cold meal they cold still and make you stupid niggas freeze

You ain't gotta like it all you gotta do is get low

When the fifth blow

It don't matter if your bladder's all scattered

On the side of the road you decided to flow

You be like I hope these muthaf**kas bulletproof

If not I'm show 'em what these bullets do

Cuz the mack spraying saying ni**a what

"So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH "