Hardy Boyz Lyrics by BloodHound Q50 & Bloodhound Lil Jeff
What?
(TM on the beat)
Go, go
Catchin’ niggas makin’ store runs, where you goin’? Boy, come here
I been clappin’ in Amiri, I think it’s time to change my gear
Glock 23, fifty with a button, I tap this ***, you disappear (Brrt, brrt)
*** the jakes, treat they ass every time I see ’em in the rear (Skrrt)
The Drac’ too loud, I can’t hear when a *** scream in fear
Abracadabra, I know magic, make a *** disappear (Poof)
He came out, he got clipped, shouldn’t have been ridin’ in that Lyft
Steady slimin’ niggas out, ***, I’m the slimiest Jeff (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Been out here clappin’ ***, foenem havin’ to swap them poles, ***
You can’t tell me *** ’bout bodies if you ain’t up three souls or better
And we out here takin’ ***
Dude got hit in his face and ***
I ran up a glove, ***, my fifty told me, “Make it six”
I do this *** for fun, ***, my Draco told me, “Ain’t no pics”
I’m out here playin’ ball while your lame ass sittin’ on the bench
Bodies steady droppin’
Is we into it? ***, that’s common sense (***)
My Draco make-believe, I’m startin’ to think this *** could drown a fish
Face shot, Blood ‘nem don’t play fair
Get the lo’, we gon’ drive all the way there
***, we gon’ spin ’til some bodies drop
Niggas tryna trap, make the *** stop (You know we make it stop)
***, this .40 up three, got the Glocky hot
They don’t never be outside, spin some other block
Puttin’ *** on the news got my name hot, go (Too hot, lil’ cuz)
Pullin’ up, hoppin’ out, strippin’ niggas for they kit (I need that)
Two-tone Rollie for the free, the quickest fifteen off a wrist (That *** was free)
We chased him down, but he was quick, he was lucky he ain’t trip
For ZMoney, I won’t quit ’til they all restin’ in ***
Chasin’ niggas through they hood, foenem hangin’ out the whip
Ha (Haha)
Foenem hangin’ out the whip
Foenem hangin’ out the whip
Niggas duckin’ in the whip