Lyrics Hard & Rugged - Big Tray Deee

Out to get the money plus the honeys thats attached to it
Trying to be the president make em make clap to it
Rap music, gat shootin got to keep my paper right
Ballin is my callin nigga imma be straight for life
Cause im the gangsta type motives of a maniac
Overlord of the underworld where all the bangin at
This aint an act im at the industry throat
And fuck them homies and them bitches that pretend that we close
Center the scope and blow em like some chimney smoke
Niggas backbones gone and it's killing me slow
Seriously though you bustas perp the image of G's
And most of ya'll ain't been involved with no G shit in the street
Killings and sweeps and hittin licks and dealing that D
Dealing with beefs with enemies inferior heat
Yeah all the homies gon ride to it
Bitches get live to it
Smokers get high to it
Players get fly to it
Soft and smooth No it aint no secret
I keep it hard and rugged like you love that G shit
Ha yeah like you love that G shit
I keep it hard and rugged like you love that G shit
And I ain't with that dissing if it's problems ya get strapped
Mechanic with tools nigga holla I fix that
I laced a generation on that basis to rip right
Original official back when we used to fist fight
The General nigga run my city with force
I'm from the streets we hold courts
Snitchin never a choice
No remorse so we resort to live and die by the gun
Death around the corner don't know when it's liable to come
Sometime I wonder will my slumber see me die in the slums
Cursed for how I rep the turf and all the ridin i done
Thug nigga til I rest love the sirens and blood
Who's to blame but my society of violence and drugs
Never catch me on no clown ass shit
Smash hard, live lavish keep a down ass bitch yeah
Yeah all the homies gon ride to it
Bitches get live to it
Smokers get high to it
Players get fly to it
Soft and smooth No it aint no secret
I keep it hard and rugged like you love that G shit
Ha yeah like you love that G shit
I keep it hard and rugged like you love that G shit
Platinum chains, diamond rings, high fashions and planes
Never compromise gotta mind for stacking my change
Mashin the game, ain't shit a nigga have to explain
Back in ya lane it's Cali here we clappin them thangs
Traffickin Cane or posted with a package of slang
Take a loss get on ya walk and you get back in the game
Check my pedigree forever be in highest regard
Never pause, stutter, stall when i ride with my dogs
Yeah i part of what was started