You can smoke one to the head to this   Rizin Sun, Young Buck (What), First Born (What), and D-Tay   Them four hard hitters nigga and we back   Another dope track, know what I'm sayin' what yo      [Verse 1]   Yo we them hard hitters   Them drag you out the yard niggaz   Bout to squab triggers   That leave you in the dark nigga   We raw nigga   Them same superstar nigga   Them anytime goin' right ain't no bar nigga   We blow figures   To show you who the boss nigga   That drops niggaz   With the chrome Moss nigga   You lost nigga   See T.I.P. don't like the game   Ya get outta line and T.I.P. gon' like they aim      [Verse 2]   Is it my turn to show them niggaz we be stars on tracks   Start up beef, we in yo front yard with gats   So don't go with that, we leave you flat paralyzed from the neck   With a motherfuckin' hole in ya back   It ain't my fault if you balled hard   Start slimin' up the walls, leave him in his draws   Nigga you know the protocol   We were born for hard ball   Stealin' cars and livin' life hard ya heard me      [Hook]   If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me   Then go and get the straps nigga gunfire with me   You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty   My real niggaz, hard hitters they ride with me   If y'all gon' ride with me, get high with me   Then go and get the straps nigga gunfire with me   You'll die quickly, when we apply all fifty   My real niggaz, hard hitters they die with me      [Verse 3]   We did it all in our lifetime   Dealin' drugs, bustin' them slugs   Runnin' with thugs, when it get down to them broads   They ain't showin' no love   Put his face in the mud   Fuckin' with the hard hitters, D-Tay my nigga   Got contracts to get 'em, lyrical spitter   We slaved on the figures found out who's better   From Nashville to Chucktown we go round for round   City to city and then we knock it down      [Verse 4]   Yeah we'll lock it down   Then we hit these niggaz spot up with fifty rounds   The best pound for pound   Representin' the town   That'll clown when it's time for the showdown, better slow down   (D-Tay unload the four pound)   This shit's about to go down nigga   Whoa now leave these niggaz shit tore down   Whole town be locked down   Got the whole world shocked now   T.I.P. on top now      [Hook]      [Verse 5]   I'll put it all on the line for these gangsta ass niggaz of mine   First Born, D-Tay we hard hitters combined   Talk shit and ya dyin' if ya think that I'm lyin'   Ask that nigga named Bryan, caught six in the spine   And we ain't hard to find we just sleep in the daytime   After the sunshine we duckin' for war time   You said you want what now   See go to war nigga, hard hitters we buck wild   Just us four niggaz   See we live for gunfire, kick in ya door nigga   If we come at lunchtime, we afternoon killers   Who that playa with mine   Must be some new niggaz   Who done did some time and wanna mitch new figures   Get the tools niggaz, let's show the world how we abuse niggaz   Cock back the hammer and just shoot nigga   All for the loot nigga   We ain't no cute niggaz   Tryin' to knock boots nigga   We out here choosin' nigga      [Hook]