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Robin Herrera
Uploaded
August 16, 2003
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:12
Story behind the song
I just spit it, and it sound good. the rest is all up my mind , i just let it flow.
Lyrics
eyo , it's ya boy hazardous man' ,
ng'a , hit me yo,
yo
motha fuck'a .
my shit so sick, it'll neva be proper,
with so much clips, my guns always stay cocked up,
like when pac got hit, ngs ain't get locked up,
come on, when it comes to me, a cop'll get shot up,
holla, straight up bop ya, pista'l whip ya with the glock up,
cromed out, bottom, speeding at ya forehead,
zoned out, wobbling , you''ll fall down dead.
then the cops wanna bother me, and so do the feds,
they like son we found the body parts, arms and legs,
heart and neck, nga don't play stupid we know you got the head,
with the animal trophys up in the back, my cousin smoking cez,
got caught with the hash , lighter still red,
nga ain't blaze shit, now he's mad as heck , he's a nervous wreck,
he then becomes a threat, violent as fuck, favorite color red,
drank the holy wine ,but neva took the bread,
made a deal with the devil , that resulted in a death,
killed the wife' and the kids, now he on some grand theft,
auto, this nga straight wild yo' , on the highway speeding to ohio,
nga like " yo i really hope that we survive yo," and thta's the end of his story,
now it's history, like i shot it with a pistol B.
come on man, can i get a whistle please,
any fam' wanna holla at me,
a hateful nga only shit i speak about is beef,
i got the knife on my left, and the nine on my right knee,
if i pull the tech, it ain't gonna end nicely,
pop anyone on the phone with the police
i'm grimey i ain't, sending hostages free,
unless the goverment promises lots' a weed,
that'll last me all my life, that's eternity,
ya don't comply with my demands, shit gon' turn heavely not lightly,
stupid nga, cover ya kids and ya fucking wifey,
cuz ak bullets go trough bones like glass B,
this shits gonna end awfully, why? fucking faggots
i'll tell you why
(cuz i got exclusive bullets, and when i learn to use it, best' believe ima'buse it,
and ya ngs knew this, harzardous is ruthless, neva taking bullshit. murder in my music) 2 X chorus
shit i gotta rep ,a murderous rap,
WHy , cuz it's like that,
that's why i write that,
i write about anything that deal with gats,
and i spit about it , hennessy in glass,
blunts being routed, on some puff puff pass,
ngas getting fucked up, bitches giving ass,
it's serious ,the lifestyle i had,
me and my fucked up past.
took the wrong step through the wrong path,
then i realized ., crack really make cash,
twenties and up, giant ass bags,
living it up , thinking' bout this drug shit i ran,
made alot of money, blew up vans,
now these ngs's try gun me, and take my fam,
i'll have ngs snipe ya in ya neck through ya fucking gland,
leave ya in da fucking floor , like you ain't a man,
in a position dat you won't adore,bleeding in ya hands,
ripped up, showing gore, leave ya saying damn
cuz you ain't know that i was the man i am
and when you get me heated, shit hitting the fan.
heat i'll turn me to glass, when you thought i was sand,
if you was in a beach, you'll get cut if you ran,.
cuz on top of me , nga nobody can.
try to get by me , with a gat on my hand,
society , i'll probly, laugh at you man,
cuz you can't shoot a devil in da back,
use to have red heart pumping blood, now it's straight black,
bullets left so much lead, like a pencil you could snap me in half,
made off wood , when i break , splinters i'll get ya stab,
in the hood, when i'm back, ng'a there's no time to relax.
me and murder, like a ball and a bat,
i make hits, and my hit list is my writing pad,
think i'm writing rhymes, when i'm really getting ya name scratch,
shit , this is just preview, of what ima drop on ya ass,
no homo nga, hazardous is back.
fucking fagots, mothafucka.
(cuz i got exclusive bullets, and when i learn to use it, best' believe ima'buse it,
and ya ngs knew this, harzardous is ruthless, neva taking bullshit. murder in my music) 2 X chorus
