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Kevin Gates - Hard 2 Kill Lyrics

[Chorus: OG Boobie Black]
[?] hard to kill
Real nigga, bread with him made him hard to kill
Kiss a bitch, who the fuck you arguing with?
This the same mouth I gotta kiss my daughter with
Daughter with, daughter with
Straight drive, I do not believe in water whip
[?] go to jail [?]
These the same hands I gotta count the money with

[Verse 1: OG Boobie Black]
Stupid bitch, recognise you can't fuck with this
OG Boobie Black, always on that gangsta shit
Kiss a bitch, that shit played out and over with
She suck a lot of dick, it’s like she in the porn flicks
Fuck that other nigga cause he with that ho shit
Better come up with my money fore I send a hit
I love my dawgs, you a bitch so I don't love you
To keep it real, I might holler when I wanna fuck you

[Chorus: OG Boobie Black]
[?] hard to kill
Real nigga, bread with him made him hard to kill
Kiss a bitch, who the fuck you arguing with?
This the same mouth I gotta kiss my daughter with
Daughter with, daughter with
Straight drive, I do not believe in water whip
[?] go to jail [?]
These the same hands I gotta count the money with
[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
Still from crumbs, [?] blunt steel in my lungs
Bout to lunch, used to be bummy, President Gates running the country
Giving out orders without me speaking
Fuck got something in common with Usher
Say you gon do it, end of disscussion
I ain't gon talk [?]
[?] OK it’s done
That's 12 bricks for the fam
No big boy like Fam
[?] back against the [?]
[?]
[?] selling dope
Tryna get [?] off the boat
So let it float, let a nigga know

[Chorus: OG Boobie Black]
[?] hard to kill
Real nigga, bread with him made him hard to kill
Kiss a bitch, who the fuck you [?]?
This the same mouth I gotta kiss my daughter with
Daughter with, daughter with
Straight drive, I do not believe in water whip
[?] go to jail [?]
These the same hands I gotta count the money with
[Verse 3: Kevin Gates & OG Boobie Black]
You must ain't got droptop, no ceeling
[?] in the motherfuckin trentches
She got friends, [?] big titties
I got a super bad bitch, catch my [?]
She from out Detroit, but I call her Miley Sosa
I'm a real nigga, bitch and I keep a big pistol
Not a gang banger, I'm a gangsta
Praise to god, protected by the angels
Want that G shit, I can make a nigga [?]

[Chorus: OG Boobie Black]
[?] hard to kill
Real nigga, bread with him made him hard to kill
Kiss a bitch, who the fuck you arguing with?
This the same mouth I gotta kiss my daughter with
Daughter with, daughter with
Straight drive, I do not believe in water whip
[?] go to jail [?]
These the same hands I gotta count the money with