Fat Joe - Hardbody lyrics

[Intro: Big Shug] One two one two.. Yeah! Yeah! Just test, runnin see what's good Yeah man hardbody man n***as be thinkin man that you hardbody cause you be Gettin steroids and liftin' weights off your chest and such Hardbody is emotions man where we come from man That's how we left it, uh huh!! [Verse One: Big Shug] I was beat at a young age So everyday I walk around in a black rage Burned in my arm are street stripes I only bleed rhymes that reflect that street life The grim reaper I give and take life For me to lie on the microphone it wouldn't be right I get it poppin when the weapons are louder My hands the permanent smell of smoke and gun powder From New England but f** that clam chowder You could make it rain, but I'm a make it shower Serve nothin' but fishscale and rock powder Hardbody by the minute hardbody by the hour Battle rhymes or spoken word The outcome n***a, you two times herb Belly of the beast, or the placenta I'm the reason why mad n***as, walk around with dentures Hardbody with a blue steel feel Black gat called Dave spray Copper around the field Hardbody turn you to cold body Then I go to the bar and sip coke with lime Bacardi While my n***as in the back, cuttin' your body [Interlude: DJ Premier Scratching] (Fat Joe) H-H-Hard-Hard-Hard-Hard-"LL Cool J" Hardbody-body-"Big Shug" (Coca! Chrills Mania B.X. T.S.) (Follow the dons and models it's on!) H-Hard-H-Hard-H-H-H-Hard-Hard-"LL Cool J" Hardbody-body-"Big Shug" (PREME! SHUG!) [Verse Two: Fat Joe] Hardbody, Godbody the realest ever Just ask Preme if I bring the Terror Squeeze the mental until it's no forever Used to like the Glocks but the chrome is better Ha Ha! I'm just an old school cat With an old school gat, that'll fold you back Them n***as get it poppin should've told you that Don't make me push your spine where your vocals at Ha! (H-H-Hard-"LL Cool J" Hardbody-"Big Shug) I mean you f**in with Coca Arms in the sky when the don got the toaster I blacks out like a G is supposed to Stretch n***as out like Rosa Acosta (H-H-Hardbody-"Big Shug") You ain't even close homey n***a bettin' millions on the horses and ponies Everybody real but the odds is they phony 'Bout to rape the game like Mike did to Sony [Interlude: DJ Premier Scratchin] H-H-Hard-body-H-H-Hardbody-"Big Shug" [Verse Three: Lil' Fame] My local game's official, bring that sh** I got a dead arm like the Ying Yang Twin But today's motto pour the liquor from the bottle It's an everyday thang here today gone tomorrow When Fame walks in you feel the presence of a don When I shoot the gift it's the presence from the chron Yes I stress that The last place you stand is the place you'll be left at Expect that!!! [Verse Four: Billy Danze] You new wave n***as!!! Hard a spittin image of a pawn I'm a knight, hardbody like them n***as in the yard You light! You n***as ain't about to cause harm To a Bin Laden type rapper n***a with his clapper with him Highly respected good n***a in the town When you G'D UP!!! (BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK!!!) Shut 'em down!!! (EASE UP!!!) We don't give a f** shut 'em down!!! Big Shug's with me Danze n***as can't forget me hardbody!!! [Outro: DJ Premier] H-Hard-Hard-Hard-"LL Cool J" Hardbody-"Big Shug" Hard-H-Hard-Hard-Hard-"LL Cool J" Hardbody-"Big Shug" Hard-Hard-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-Hard-Hard-"LL Cool J" Hardbody-"Big Shug"