[Verse] Pocket full of that collard greens I still don't know will I get enough See muthafuckas on the corner hating Pull up a .12 and the heads get chopped Use chopper style to make them respect My hustle, yeah they can't knock it out I'm clever even if I sound dumb And if my rhy-mes don't rhyme at all I know my way used to be hard as fuck That made my victory taste like honey I kill the beats with every word I rhyme And for staying safe you better give me your money My life's a bitch, and I fuck her harder Than Bradley Pitt makes love with the A Fuck safety, she will not be pregnant, Go find your love a safe place to stay Cause when I arrive into the city of angels All cunts be mine, no doubt, I think When I get signed my mom will be proud I be the only one from fam to succeed I'm gonna find a lot of relatives who never seen me Pretending that my cash will ride out to them Fuck you, my checks are mine, I'ma give some to mommy For raising me to who I am I'm hardcore, I fucking show no love To homos, fucks and the pussy cunts I'm a good kid into a badass city Whose catchphrase is \"What the Fuck?\" My creed gives me a rule of life \"No trust, boy, you have been fucked\" This rap game dirts everybody Who stepped inside, there's no way out I knew a rapper who wanted to retire And went to church, he was dumb as fuck 5 years later he came back with desire Ironi-cally he fucked his rapping up I'll do it to death, it's my 25 to life But I am proud, it's not my fault Thank you, Em, Dre, Eazy for making me loud Da Game Is to Be Sold, Not to Be Told, I'm about to go H·A·M
[Hook] Hard as a motherfucker Let these motherfuckers know just who I am I'm about to go H·A·M Hard as a motherfucker Let these motherfuckers know just who I am