Ar – Don't Hit 'em 2 Hard lyrics

Album: Non-Exclusive, Vol. 2

[Intro: Armel (Got Flow)]
Aiyo Got? (Yo, what up son?)
Don't hit 'em too hard, baby
(Yo, son, they biting Mel, these niggas is fucking biting, son)
Dont' hit 'em too hard, Flow
A&R (I see what ya'll be shit) Link VI (aight)
I couldn't stay too long, I'm in and out baby, Armel

[Armel]
Controversial, career killers that'll murk you
No radio play in your hood that can hurt you
No commercials, A&R, Non-Exclusive
Cuz dealing with aborts every day could be ruthless
Link loop this, they talking gums leave 'em toothless
The proof is, my brother Got Flow
And as the world turn, before I go, let the weed burn
Yo, I'm not concerned whoever blow, long as ya'll know

[Got Flow]
Monkey see, monkey do, monkey hear me spit
Monkey wanna spit to, so monkey I can fool
I'm puttin' a, couple of nails in you, I'm sick of the
Shit that's bull, tupper want war, nigga pull
Take a time-out, take a fall
Got got rhymes, got plenty, God deal with equality
Got not stingy, Got got his own weight, Got hold his own
Monkey see what Got do, Got got mad clones
Got athletic, accident, skill prone
Got fuck with breasts, don't fuck with neckbones
Got 'em when I crush 'em, batter when I rough 'em, bust 'em
Six feet under, when I tuck 'em
Any one I spit, can't pluck 'em, can't hide, can't duck 'em
Six sixteens, seven eight, gems dimming out
Double words, living double lies like a gemini
Crazy Got, rap for me, jump crazy high
Spit talk, speak Flow crazy fly, baby Got
Three tabs in the bid, and the bulls got my drain on
Heat happen I'm cocking a fourth when the beefs on
Shot, shot at your face, leave you Ghost like Recon
Deader, huh? I spit, what race to neck up

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