3 Da Hardway

[Intro]

Yeah

Bare necessites, volume one

Shouts out to Tuff, my nigga Nines

Zino keep your head up

Jigga

Hydro

Snow

It's a CRS ting

[Verse 1: Nines]

Every day is a struggle when will the stress go

I got the best dro, selling food like Tesco

I'm all about plenty of profit

I sell grade but I still make a nigga empty their pockets

And every day, you can find me in the same spot

I started from a Q now I got the game locked

I was in and out my yard,  that's how I became hot

Every day is stressful, when will the pain stop

Buy my album in the futurе cause my flows tough

Or come and buy an ounce nigga causе my dro's fluff

If you don't know Nines is the truth

Everything I spits real, my rhymes is the proof

Every day of the week, I sell a lot of grade

If I ain't got my burner on me then I got a blade

Cause I'm not afraid, of no nigga

Can't trust bitches cah most of them are gold diggers

[Verse 2: Tuff]

Got shift, buss case, had a slow trial

But I landed, flipped on the T-mobile

[?] straight away, shots on my line

So I fixed up, got a flick, shots on the grind

Whips got tints, get stopped all the time

So whips get switched and swapped all the time

Till I stop all the crime, stop bagging trees

But I can't see that cause I love stacking Ps

Not tracking me, nah never that

Fresh creps, tracksuits, new era hat

Whip looks dark when this full leather black

So I squeeze [.....?]

Let's go the dance, keep my jacket on

Ice carats in the watch will make it cold in the dance

You know how I roll, white gold in my arms

And I hustle hard just to keep the dough in my arms

[Verse 3: Baloo]

I'm still here, still there, still showing no fear

I'm going straight to the top, you're going no where

You're stuck in the bits, maybe chasin' a little cheddar

Every time I put my pen to pad, I get better

That's why I tear tracks up, just like shredder

No mutant, my flows Rasputin

And everywhere I go, these niggas call me a nuisance

I started from a few pence, and stacked my pounds

Then I bought myself a .38 with plenty of rounds

Cause I'm coming from a place, where the cops don't come

Where kids stack up the cash, for a car, chain and a gun

The same slum, where Cash and [?] came from

So who the fuck you think a nigga got his name from

The same song that gets rid of trees

[...?]

My arm, neck and wrist gliss like Mr. Freeze

And I do this with ease

[Outro]

Yeah, Louie V

I see you

Channel U

Jeremy Kyle

CRS, CRS, first class

Yeah

Johnny Blaze, Snoop

Free [?] '07

Yeah, he soon land, soon land

It's Tuff