[Verse]
Pocket full of that collard greens
I still don't know will I get enough
See [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word]  and I [bad word] her harder
Than Bradley Pitt makes love with the  [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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
 [bad word] you, my checks are mine, I'ma give some to mommy
For raising me to who I am
I'm hardcore, I [bad word] show no love
To homos, [bad word] and the [bad word] [bad word] 
I'm a good kid into a badass city
Whose catchphrase is "What the [bad word] "
My creed gives me [bad word] of life
"No [bad word]  boy, you have been [bad word] quot;
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 [bad word] 
5 years later he came back with desire
Ironi-cally he [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
Let these [bad word] know just who I am
I'm about to go H·A·M
Hard as a [bad word] 
Let these [bad word] know just who I am