It's So Hard (featuring Donell Jones)

You can catch me in the cherry red one-fifty
 Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy
 Pop the clizzy goin sixty down a one-wizzy
 Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise through the avenue
 While my peoples is poppin bottles up in Sue's rendevous
 Fuck that, spun the U-ey lost a hubcap
 It's back to the shack - came back and now, What's that?
 Straight from Paris, checkin Gaby's new baby carriage
 Perry Ellis (nice), auburn cherry reddish
 Fresh out the dealer, got the Tec for the squealers
 Wear a vest for the killers, nuttin less cause it's reala
 In the Big Apple, where it's quick to get your shit tackled
 Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
 Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust yo' gun
 You don't need no one (nope) talkin' bout that you owe him
 I'mma go for dolo; Scarface without Manolo
 One deep, I be solo, bustin' heat, throwin' bolos, it's hard
 (And it's so hard, yeah)
 Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
 And it's so hard
 Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
 But it's so hard
 It's hard work baby
 I just lost a hundred pounds, I'm tryin to live
 I ain't goin' nowhere
 I'm stayin alive baby
 That's my wife, I paid for them titties
 Get your own, YOUR OWN, ya heard?
 Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
 But it's so haaaaaard
 Rollin with the Squad, we like Gods
 Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars
 Strip bars in Miami, almost came home with the Grammy
 Next year, bringing home three for the family
 Watch me, you can catch it live on the Hitachi
 Poppin shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase
 Fuck that, Liberace
 Fo'-X Versace, somebody stop me!
 Never that, SKEE-YU! Where my niggas at?
 Uptown! Uptown! You know you feelin that
 Cash Rule, hardcore you can dance to
 That old Biggie give me, Onnne More Chaaaaance
 Take a glance and I'm off with yours
 With both hands take off my drawers
 And jerk me like the Source Awards
 I love hip-hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive
 Terror Squad nigga stop sleepin, ooh yeah
 What you say your name was again
 And I know you from where? Elementary school?
 I don't know you MAN!
 Money, not you again, go that way
 Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
 And it's so haaaaaard
 Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
 But it's so haaaaaard
 Yeah, you ain't fucking my wife, takin' my life
 And if you just hatin' just walk on by
 All you haters just walk on by
 See me and Big Pun be rolling
 Schemin' on you and yo homie
 Better just walk on by, while we role back and talk for a while
 And to the Boricuas, stay up, stay up, stay up
 And to all my homies, you gotta know what's up
 
 You can catch me in the cherry red one-fifty
 Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy
 Pop the clizzy goin sixty down a one-wizzy
 Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise through the avenue
 While my peoples is poppin bottles up in Sue's rendevous
 Fuck that, spun the U-ey lost a hubcap
 It's back to the shack - came back and now, What's that?
 Straight from Paris, checkin Gaby's new baby carriage
 Perry Ellis (nice), auburn cherry reddish
 Fresh out the dealer, got the Tec for the squealers
 Wear a vest for the killers, nuttin less cause it's reala
 In the Big Apple, where it's quick to get your shit tackled
 Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
 Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust yo' gun
 You don't need no one (nope) talkin' bout that you owe him
 I'mma go for dolo; Scarface without Manolo
 One deep, I be solo, bustin' heat, throwin' bolos, it's hard
 (And it's so hard, yeah)
 Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
 And it's so hard
 Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
 But it's so hard
 It's hard work baby
 I just lost a hundred pounds, I'm tryin to live
 I ain't goin' nowhere
 I'm stayin alive baby
 That's my wife, I paid for them titties
 Get your own, YOUR OWN, ya heard?
 Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
 But it's so haaaaaard
 Rollin with the Squad, we like Gods
 Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars
 Strip bars in Miami, almost came home with the Grammy
 Next year, bringing home three for the family
 Watch me, you can catch it live on the Hitachi
 Poppin shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase
 Fuck that, Liberace
 Fo'-X Versace, somebody stop me!
 Never that, SKEE-YU! Where my niggas at?
 Uptown! Uptown! You know you feelin that
 Cash Rule, hardcore you can dance to
 That old Biggie give me, Onnne More Chaaaaance
 Take a glance and I'm off with yours
 With both hands take off my drawers
 And jerk me like the Source Awards
 I love hip-hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive
 Terror Squad nigga stop sleepin, ooh yeah
 What you say your name was again
 And I know you from where? Elementary school?
 I don't know you MAN!
 Money, not you again, go that way
 Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
 And it's so haaaaaard
 Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
 But it's so haaaaaard
 Yeah, you ain't fucking my wife, takin' my life
 And if you just hatin' just walk on by
 All you haters just walk on by
 See me and Big Pun be rolling
 Schemin' on you and yo homie
 Better just walk on by, while we role back and talk for a while
 And to the Boricuas, stay up, stay up, stay up
 And to all my homies, you gotta know what's up