Young Scooter, Future – Hard To Handle ( Lyrics Lyric ) Letra YoungScooterVEVO Young Scooter, Future – Hard To Handle ( Lyrics Lyric )
[Intro: Future]
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Huh, Monster
Yeah, yeah
(Krazy Mob)
[Chorus: Future]
You in gang territory, police carryin’ through grievances
Told my homie he’d never seen this shit, but he want all of it, woah
Out the trenches, bitches know I get flyer than a parachute
Told that bitch I hit up, I don’t even talk for a pair of shoes
I’ma flex with the ones that’ll bring Hell through
Pour a four-in-a-sixteen, I’m a regular stand-up
I throw on seven tennis bracelets just to go gamble
I’m a real street nigga, therеfore I’m hard to handle
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
A mill cash in all twentiеs, shit look real sloppy
Introduce the world to juggin’, let these rappers copy
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