2 Hard Mutha's
Yo Dre, where's the Goddamn drum machine?
Aww shit, I left the muthafucka with Pooh
You dumb muthafucka
What the fuck we gonna do now?
I don't know
Hey, man I got some drums in the back
What the fuck is he talkin' about?
Do it look like we could play some fuckin' drums?
Man I can play the drums
Bullshit!
Man I used to fuck it up at Compton High
You a muthafuckin' liar
That's bullshit!
Give this nigga some sticks
Yo, fuck it up Yella
Yo, we're two hard muthafuckas
Takin' out any punk ass suckas
Can you believe this, if so, be frightened
We're strong as fuck, with the power of a titan
Settin' a mark of destruction get it?
So don't front, and say you ain't wit' it
You wanna rumble wit' us you can't hang
Because we're something like a two man gang
Startin' some shit is what we do best
Just care about ourselves and say fuck the rest
So yo Eazy, what's up? Bust it and shoot to kill
And tell these stupid muthafuckas the deal
I look you dead in the eye then I spit (yeah)
And tell you to your face punk you ain't shit (you ain't shit)
I don't give a Goddamn about feelings
I'm just happy just as long as i'm killin'
A 187s in progress nigga
Just as soon as I pull this trigger
Automatic heavily, I start firin'
And the kids on the block, I'm the one they're admirin'
A bad mouth nigga on the violent tip
I catch you talkin' some shit, and I'mma bust your lip
Now who you gonna tell that I'm makin' ya soft
The police ain't shit cause I'm payin' 'em off
I move slow, always ready to go, so fuck it (so fuck it)
And bitches on my dick, they know that they can suck it
I'm a hard head, always havin' a fit
When I'm not allowed to tear up shit
I'm a hard muthafucka
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Now look at me I'm a crazed bitch
Wit' a gangsta profanity pitch
Ren is a nigga that don't give a fuck
To a pussy ass fool tryin' to press his luck
I'm ready to scrap, that's if you're ready to go
I'll take you out goin' toe to toe
E will start a conversion and hit you from the back
While you gettin' fucked by a ruthless jack
Critical condition is what you recieve
Thinkin' of some back up to go on retrieve
But Eazy tell 'em what would happen my man
They would get fucked up by a ruthless clan
So it's simple we don't give a fuck right
So you and your boys can get the fuck out my site
I'm on tilt wit' class, gettin' ready to blast
Cause I'm a hard muthafucka
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two Hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Eazy and Ren is fuckin' it up again
Schemin' up a plot, before we begin
Because niggas like to stare like a bitch sometimes
They say how can them niggas have some hell of a rhyme
It's simple tell 'em what we mean
When the two baddest muthafuckas step on the scene
Now this is some shit, yo what are you sayin'
You stupid muthafuckas, they think I'm playin'
Talkin' all kinda shit, but I'm crackin' it up
I can afford to laugh cause I'm backin' it up
I'm not a busta, I'm more like a hitman
So if you don't wanna throw then you can get down
You don't like the fuck away from me
So you can stop the shit, tryin' to fuck the E
You heard what he said, and it's the truth so what's up
So if you want me to go, well I'm about to nut up
The two baddest muthafuckas alive
So I don't think that you and your boys can survive
You gotta girl, well if she's good to go
I bet me and E already fucked the hoe
A train was in effect and your bitch was rocked
By a hell of a nigga, that was hard to stop
Yo, Ren let's jet, let's get the fuck on out
Because everybody knows what we're talkin' about
We're two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Like that
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Break it down again, come on Yella, break it down
Can I get another roll
One time
Hit a little cymbal for me
Break it down two times
Let me get a funky roll right here
The boy is good
Alright on the three, on the two
Ah yeah, here we go y'all
Break it down on the one
Here we go
Let me get a funky roll right here
Two times
Aww shit, I left the muthafucka with Pooh
You dumb muthafucka
What the fuck we gonna do now?
I don't know
Hey, man I got some drums in the back
What the fuck is he talkin' about?
Do it look like we could play some fuckin' drums?
Man I can play the drums
Bullshit!
Man I used to fuck it up at Compton High
You a muthafuckin' liar
That's bullshit!
Give this nigga some sticks
Yo, fuck it up Yella
Yo, we're two hard muthafuckas
Takin' out any punk ass suckas
Can you believe this, if so, be frightened
We're strong as fuck, with the power of a titan
Settin' a mark of destruction get it?
So don't front, and say you ain't wit' it
You wanna rumble wit' us you can't hang
Because we're something like a two man gang
Startin' some shit is what we do best
Just care about ourselves and say fuck the rest
So yo Eazy, what's up? Bust it and shoot to kill
And tell these stupid muthafuckas the deal
I look you dead in the eye then I spit (yeah)
And tell you to your face punk you ain't shit (you ain't shit)
I don't give a Goddamn about feelings
I'm just happy just as long as i'm killin'
A 187s in progress nigga
Just as soon as I pull this trigger
Automatic heavily, I start firin'
And the kids on the block, I'm the one they're admirin'
A bad mouth nigga on the violent tip
I catch you talkin' some shit, and I'mma bust your lip
Now who you gonna tell that I'm makin' ya soft
The police ain't shit cause I'm payin' 'em off
I move slow, always ready to go, so fuck it (so fuck it)
And bitches on my dick, they know that they can suck it
I'm a hard head, always havin' a fit
When I'm not allowed to tear up shit
I'm a hard muthafucka
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Now look at me I'm a crazed bitch
Wit' a gangsta profanity pitch
Ren is a nigga that don't give a fuck
To a pussy ass fool tryin' to press his luck
I'm ready to scrap, that's if you're ready to go
I'll take you out goin' toe to toe
E will start a conversion and hit you from the back
While you gettin' fucked by a ruthless jack
Critical condition is what you recieve
Thinkin' of some back up to go on retrieve
But Eazy tell 'em what would happen my man
They would get fucked up by a ruthless clan
So it's simple we don't give a fuck right
So you and your boys can get the fuck out my site
I'm on tilt wit' class, gettin' ready to blast
Cause I'm a hard muthafucka
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two Hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Eazy and Ren is fuckin' it up again
Schemin' up a plot, before we begin
Because niggas like to stare like a bitch sometimes
They say how can them niggas have some hell of a rhyme
It's simple tell 'em what we mean
When the two baddest muthafuckas step on the scene
Now this is some shit, yo what are you sayin'
You stupid muthafuckas, they think I'm playin'
Talkin' all kinda shit, but I'm crackin' it up
I can afford to laugh cause I'm backin' it up
I'm not a busta, I'm more like a hitman
So if you don't wanna throw then you can get down
You don't like the fuck away from me
So you can stop the shit, tryin' to fuck the E
You heard what he said, and it's the truth so what's up
So if you want me to go, well I'm about to nut up
The two baddest muthafuckas alive
So I don't think that you and your boys can survive
You gotta girl, well if she's good to go
I bet me and E already fucked the hoe
A train was in effect and your bitch was rocked
By a hell of a nigga, that was hard to stop
Yo, Ren let's jet, let's get the fuck on out
Because everybody knows what we're talkin' about
We're two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Like that
Two hard muthafuckas
Two hard muthafuckas
Break it down again, come on Yella, break it down
Can I get another roll
One time
Hit a little cymbal for me
Break it down two times
Let me get a funky roll right here
The boy is good
Alright on the three, on the two
Ah yeah, here we go y'all
Break it down on the one
Here we go
Let me get a funky roll right here
Two times
Credits
Writer(s): Andre Romell Young, Lorenzo Jerald Patterson
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