Ali & Gipp - Hard N Da Paint ft Nelly

Lyrics to Hard N Da Paint ft Nelly by Ali & Gipp

(Feat. Nelly) [Boy] This a Nitti beat! [Chorus: Ali & Gipp (Nelly)] When i pull up in the club im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i step up in the 'morn im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i creep up out the club they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right, and when i leave up out the 'morn they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right [Hook: Nelly (girl)] I betcha bikes aint louda than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha rims aint higher than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha chick aint as bad as mine (kill em daddy) (Verse 1: Gipp) Shorty Scripe Young Scripe Even Gipp got 4 krispy kreme in the paint chrome on the toes Stoufers out the AC, 4-5 Doors and i never leave the club less its 4-5...(That's right) Money hungry hustlers, real-estate investers, Get the fuckin friend like he'll never be a customer Dougy fresh clean, on the scene chokin' Irene We don't do relationships we'd rather have a Plain, my jeans and my shoes worth more than your green 40-thousand in the car keep em closer at hand, Watch the stone in my ear make the hoes go "Dang!" and the women love me cuz they know who I am [Chorus] When i pull up in the club im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i step up in the 'morn im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i creep up out the club they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right, and when i leave up out the 'morn they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right [Hook] I betcha bikes aint louda than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha rims aint higher than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha chick aint as bad as mine (kill em daddy) [Verse 2: Nelly (Jermaine Dupri)] I'm gettin high in my damned DeVille Creepin' slow on up that hill Get to the top to stun em J We ride em down to Smash Hill look at ma now this the deal while i go deep like Navy Seals, Then i like to Dissapurre Like i'm David Copperfield Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap! Thats right if I could I'd go broke When i'm 1 of 5 stats If u didn't well now u know just Cock it back and let it Go My muscle cars is so strong The liscense say "BOWCO", Ya get it? my liscense plate reads, "BOWCO" (Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO) Home-town rider St. louis Resider Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser Garage look like priza Motors i aint Jokin' Check my Chick she smokin' she sick wit it from St. Louis to Oakland [Chorus] When i pull up in the club im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i step up in the 'morn im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i creep up out the club they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right, and when i leave up out the 'morn they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right [Hook] I betcha bikes aint louda than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha rims aint higher than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha chick aint as bad as mine (kill em daddy) [Verse 3: Ali] It's not a game but ima still play in the streets Ball hard 'till i fall seven days of the week on monday ima get up and turn down the mall, Chick wit some dantley Puffy booty look small on Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul's Shop, Drop 100 putin' shoes on Armor drop Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more Friday ima G-4 to the westcoast, Hook up wit an essay Come back with the best Smokes Saturday i like to down, Sunday I coupe to the City, with my 4-15 for B-B-B- beatin' at Nitti [Chorus] When i pull up in the club im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i step up in the 'morn im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint, and when i creep up out the club they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right, and when i leave up out the 'morn they say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right [Hook] I betcha bikes aint louda than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha rims aint higher than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I betcha chick aint as bad as mine (kill em daddy)