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Big Mike Da Don - Hardest in the 252 Lyrics



Big Mike Da Don - Hardest in the 252 Lyrics
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After four days of deliberation, the jury has found Lou Gennaro guilty of murder
Let's go. Let's go
All these horses in this car, nigga can't catch this drift
He got bodies on that semi, he don't care if you blood or crip
Junkies at the door, they want some samples, they just wanna whif
We'll pull up, remix the whole damn block just like I'm DJ Flip
Mustard ass niggas, tell these niggas to catch up
Last op, caught a net shot, can't hold his head up
We'll pull up, hittin out the goddamn bus like Special Ed or something
That nigga ran, but he failed, I think he lost his legs or something
We the Parker's , nigga. I don't give a f*ck if my brothers right or wrong, I'ma ride regardless, nigga
Put a button on the back of that Glock, make it start farting, nigga
Treat these niggas like a new hairdo and just start parting, niggas
These niggas do too much, they need to play their part
Niggas always wanna hemi, till they gotta dodge
If I don't make it, I'ma take it, I'ma hop out and rob
This bitch slurping, slurping, slurping
Ate the dick like corn on the cob
Told you, little bitch, I'm the shit
I'm worth half a brick
Niggas wait till the first of the month to get fresh, cause that's when they check hit
Bitches wearing all this goddamn makeup, these bitches be catfish
Pull up in the wide body Hellcat and serve him some catnip
Walk them down in Nike Tech, headshot don't need no vest
Ops, they get put to rest, DJ Khaled, we the best
Niggas get on live, they make a scene, just like Kai cenat
Tell my niggas, go hit up that live
They like, Roger that
I'm the hardest in the 252, nigga, that's real
Niggas think they dogs, they pussied out like Garfield
This bitch coming up with problems, trying to talk like Dr. Phil
Bitch, I'm coming down tomorrow with that button like what it is
Gang, trying to clear the scene
They like, what you mean
Honey glaze on top of all these diamonds that look like Krispy Kreme
I should be locked up under the jail for all the shit I've seen
I am not your man, you just a fan
You a one night thing
I'm a parker, nigga
I don't give a f*ck
They right or wrong, I'ma ride regardless, nigga
I ain't your regular artist, nigga
With send shots on shots on shots like a alcoholic, nigga
When I was born, I knew I was the shit
I was born in the toilet, nigga
Nigga can't catch this drift
Nigga can't catch this drift
I don't give a f*ck if you blood or crip
When I pull up, better watch your lips
Nigga better watch his mouth
Nigga better watch his mouth
Nigga better watch his mouth
You got me to blink
They like, uh, uh, uh
They like that
Haha
Haha
Haha
Haha
Let's go
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After four days of deliberation, the jury has found Lou Gennaro guilty of murder
Let's go. Let's go
All these horses in this car, nigga can't catch this drift
He got bodies on that semi, he don't care if you blood or crip
Junkies at the door, they want some samples, they just wanna whif
We'll pull up, remix the whole damn block just like I'm DJ Flip
Mustard ass niggas, tell these niggas to catch up
Last op, caught a net shot, can't hold his head up
We'll pull up, hittin out the goddamn bus like Special Ed or something
That nigga ran, but he failed, I think he lost his legs or something
We the Parker's , nigga. I don't give a f*ck if my brothers right or wrong, I'ma ride regardless, nigga
Put a button on the back of that Glock, make it start farting, nigga
Treat these niggas like a new hairdo and just start parting, niggas
These niggas do too much, they need to play their part
Niggas always wanna hemi, till they gotta dodge
If I don't make it, I'ma take it, I'ma hop out and rob
This bitch slurping, slurping, slurping
Ate the dick like corn on the cob
Told you, little bitch, I'm the shit
I'm worth half a brick
Niggas wait till the first of the month to get fresh, cause that's when they check hit
Bitches wearing all this goddamn makeup, these bitches be catfish
Pull up in the wide body Hellcat and serve him some catnip
Walk them down in Nike Tech, headshot don't need no vest
Ops, they get put to rest, DJ Khaled, we the best
Niggas get on live, they make a scene, just like Kai cenat
Tell my niggas, go hit up that live
They like, Roger that
I'm the hardest in the 252, nigga, that's real
Niggas think they dogs, they pussied out like Garfield
This bitch coming up with problems, trying to talk like Dr. Phil
Bitch, I'm coming down tomorrow with that button like what it is
Gang, trying to clear the scene
They like, what you mean
Honey glaze on top of all these diamonds that look like Krispy Kreme
I should be locked up under the jail for all the shit I've seen
I am not your man, you just a fan
You a one night thing
I'm a parker, nigga
I don't give a f*ck
They right or wrong, I'ma ride regardless, nigga
I ain't your regular artist, nigga
With send shots on shots on shots like a alcoholic, nigga
When I was born, I knew I was the shit
I was born in the toilet, nigga
Nigga can't catch this drift
Nigga can't catch this drift
I don't give a f*ck if you blood or crip
When I pull up, better watch your lips
Nigga better watch his mouth
Nigga better watch his mouth
Nigga better watch his mouth
You got me to blink
They like, uh, uh, uh
They like that
Haha
Haha
Haha
Haha
Let's go
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Writer: Big Da Don
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Performed By: Big Mike Da Don
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Big Da Don

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