It's H-B Weezy Wee off the streets
Stay deep 'Cedes Jeep big feet
Gazer seats hold the bare floors
I faithfully hold to pimp whores
You ate with me and you gon get yours
This eight with me that's bullets through doors
Got haze in me now I'm so tall
Come blaze with me cuz Beaky got more
And now or later I'm major player
I ball right I need an agent player
Ay ma you tight you need to page a player
That's so tonight you can taste a player
I got the burner on the waist if you flinching
My shit turning on 28-inches
My shit burning like 500 plus
And this album's a three permer and a clutch
24/7 (Yes, sir)
I go hard (Go hard, go hard, go hard)
Not here
I claim squad game till no more Wayne remain
Bang my thing till no more lane remain
Use the left lane man cook up the cocaine
Dudes a lil game and get her to do brain
That boy Weezy is a bad mother-feezy
Me and Young Jazze at the back of one tweezy
I'm so breezy off the Velvie and the perk
Now I'm getting head on the balcony on Bourbon
Apple and Eagle is the street that I shop
The Birdman my daddy and we fly south
And we don't go to work man we get work out
And the bricks may go as low as ten up in the drought
Niggaz is selling and you should be buying
Niggaz is telling and you should be dying
Niggaz is yelling Cash Money till they kill me
C-M-B, I know you gotta feel me
You know if I'm doing it I'm probably doing it for the block
I'm out here bitch I got this here on lock
Come out here bitch I bet this here gon pop
I got ya slick this my year don't knock
Speakers from the front to the rear gon rock
Wood-grain handles to steer it's all hot
I never drove factory and I don't own stock
[Chorus:]
Go hard or go home [x16]
[Verse 1:]
As I get comfy on the track
Rather fuck with raw wouldn't comfy with the crack
Yea, never clumsy with the pack
That's prolly why a nigga so clumsy with the stacks
Yea, so clumsy with them racks
Though I aim anywhere so clumsy with the straps
Half a life sentence a half on my lap
Plus I got half of the task on my back
They ain't got nuttin but time, the fuck is that
I'd rather be in jail then broke, this shit is wack
Jizzle only word for ya dog, this shit is crack
Use to hide em up in my crib, the real is back
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Peel the top off the pot jus like a lobster
Off white substance side n it ain't pasta
Damn right he know what he doin look at his posture
Man we jus happy we back nigga I got ya
What u got in ya trunk sound like an opra
Way u stay stuntin on niggas deserves an Oscar
Yo I smoke all day jus like a rosta
And u know it's M.O.B. live like a mobster
Tell me how them project niggas live like the doctors
Studied them projects niggas we got our doctorates
Yea the streets write a book I be the author
Think I'll call it SLP stunt like my patnas
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Dear lord heavenly father please forgive me
Can't turn back on em now these niggas feel me
Never dream of lettin em down that shit'll kill me
First year the money was dirty but now it's filthy
Dear heavenly father you know the real me
The use to hide it in the attic half a mill me
The use to get it in before the deal me
Now niggas actin like I owe em tell em bill me
Back up on our grind we put the worst behind us
No direct eye contact he might blind us
Risk it all everyday of the week so don't remind us
Street niggas we be in the streets that's where ya find us
Featuring: Lil' Wayne
Yo, SB, I think it's my time
You know why? My tears have dried
And I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators
Young Money
If you could you would get rid of me
Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'mma a go hard
If you was as real as me you would never
Let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the choke hold on now
They screamin', "Nicki leave me alone"
I am, I'm still the one to beat
Ain't in a rush for mainstream
I am the streets, I am gettin' it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go, go hard
Gotta go, lemme get the car key
You don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie
Keep a marquis, everythin' sparkly
Hit 'em on a walkie-talkie
Hit 'em, hit 'em knock, knock
Tell 'em let me in, my name ring bells bitch buzz me in
And I only stop for pedestrians
Or real, real bad lesbian
Hit 'em wit the Mac, hit 'em wit the Tech 9
Hit 'em wit the Ruger by the intersect sign
Hit 'em wit a Tommy so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep a jimmy in the truck or in the Lamby
Put my whole burrough on my back and I'm gooda
I don't wanna hear what you would, what you coulda
I represent all the girls that stood up
Used to drink water wit a little bit of sugar
Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups
Doin' the scissor-leg on the mat wit my foot up
Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up
Now I'm tellin' L.A. Reid to step his bid up
And I'm tellin' President Carter he picked a winner
Bitches like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma
These birds all fly south in the winter
Fuck, I look like chompin' on a chicken dinner
You can hate me but why knock my hustle?
I'm a be a queen no matter how they shuffle
Skirts with the ruffle, Louis on the duffle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, no muzzle
Bitches is softer than al dente
Cut from a different kentae, tell 'em I'm the ninja
Weezy is my sensei, so I call him Splinter, faster than a sprinter
Gimme my chopsticks, I'll have the rap bitches for dinner
This is for my gentlemen in button-ups and khakis
This is for my nigga 7-up in Castaki
This is for my niggas wheelying them Kawasaki's
Shout out to the vakiees, salt fish ackees
Kisses is to my fans unless I'm feeling kinda cocky
Winter Wonderland is on my hand, it's kinda rocky
I am Nicki Minaj or Lewinski
Pumps on the clutch, right hand on the six-speed
Write my own raps I gotta go, I gotta get me
If you could you would get rid of me
Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'mma a go hard
If you was as real as me you would never
Let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the choke on now
They screamin', "Nicki leave me alone"
I am, I will, I gots to win
I'm still lookin' around for my competition
I am gettin' it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go, go hard
From slap and cry you start to die, so I must go harder
Gotta make these bitches know me just like Bobby know water
Better yet like Bubba, know shrimp but he don't say shit
When the gun on his lip and I don't say shit put the gun
On my hip, so I don't say shit but the gun on my hip
If you don't wanna drown don't come on my ship
Check how them bitches just run on my dick
And me, I'm nasty as a son of a bitch
I still got that bitch cum on my lips
If you ain't got money don't come on my strip
And if you got money don't come on my strip
I wear that metal, no Olympic
But I can still make you tumble and flip
You fuckin' wit me if you fuckin wit Nick
They ain't fuckin' wit me, they ain't fuckin' wit Nick
Your girlfriend her decision is split
'Cause she wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck Nick
They wonder if he be fuckin Nick
As long as she be fuckin' rich
That's why I keep my luggage
'Cause I swear y'all a fuckin' trip
Young Money Dungeon, bitch, my swagger just punching bitch
And I shoot like I'm from overseas, so call my gun Gunovich
Weezy F. baby and the F is for a bunch of shit
Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country bitch, yeah
Wish you could get rid of Young Money
Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'mma go hard
If you was as real as me you would never
Let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the choke on now
They screamin', "Nicki leave me alone"
I am, I will, I gots to win
I'm still lookin' around for my competition
I am gettin' it in until the end
[Hook:]
Go Hard or Go Home [x2]
Lord Use Me Up [x2]
[Verse 1: Lecrae]
Lord kill me If I don't preach the gospel
I'm still in my 20's- but I'll die if I got to
Already dead- so forget my flesh
I done been crossed over see the full court press
I'm a full court mess if the Lord don't use me
Running from my trials thinkin everythangs groovy
If the Cross don't move me then I don't wanna breath no mo
If I ain't seeing Christ potna I don't wanna see no mo
Rep every day withouth worrying about bruising
I been to china mayne I seen some real persecution
If U didn't know em would ya life look the same
Can they tell you value Jesus by the way you rep his name?
Man what's the point of living if I'm living for myself
Lord empty out my life before I put you on the shelf So for God I got Hard I don't' wanna die tonight
It's too many people living who ain't heard about my Christ
Go Hard or Go Home [x2]
Lord Use Me Up [x2]
[Verse 2: Lecrae]
Went to Asia had to duck and hide-for Sharin my faith
They tell me water it downwhen I get back to states
They say tone the music down you might sell a lot a records
But it's people out here dying and none of em heard the message
Took my wifey on mission trip - central america
Shared her testimony 40 people stood and stared at her
When she said Jesus shoulda seen it was insane cause 40 out of 40 never heard of Jesus name
Aw mayne we ain't focused on the war we just kickin it
Worried bout our image and our space up on the internet
Take me out the game coach
I don't wanna play no mo
If can't give it all I got and leave it out there on the court
Thank you for the Grace for the will and the desire
Got me
Living for your glory stead of living to retire
But I pray I'll never tire of Going hard for Messiah
I don't need no motivation You the reason I'm inspired.
[Verse 3: Tedashii]
Go Hard
Go Home, Go Hard
Go Home
That's what that is baby
That what that mean
That what that mean
That what That is baby
That what that mean
That what that mean
Wha-What that mean?
That mean that we, should be out up in ok streets
Not just in houses with our bible's summrizing what we read
Man this ain't deep (man this ain't deep)
Why we ain't doing what we read
It's like we sleep (it's like we sleep)
But sinners sleepwalk when they sleep
So why can't we (so why can't we)
The redeemed of the LORD
Act out, what He said
And make a scene for the LORD
Action-cut, say what, like we was the director
But you better get a Grip like movie sets, and get to stepping
(Martin)
I know you done it
Da-done it, da-done-and heard it all
You was going hard for the Lord before you heard this song
But don't play yourself to save ya self
And walk in fear
Scripture's like a mirror
Theres A Girl Around Town
For Real Shes Amazing
Hottest Thing Around
No Doubt She Keeps It Right
And The Word That Came Down
Shes Looking For A Date And
She Rocks The Kinda Style
Every Man Loves To See
And I Want To Get That
I Want To Hit That
Gotta Be Wanna Be Her Latest Lover
Shes The Baddest Ever
Im Here To Tell Ya
That If Its Cool For It
I Know What To Do For Her
Have You Seen Her
Shes A Superstar
Gotta Meet Her
I Need To See If The Love
Is As Good As It Looks
Ima Roll In Like I Should
And Now Watch Me Go Hard
Real Gs Go Hard
I Really Need Her
I Know I Got A Girl
But I Can Leave Her
Thats The Reason Im On
Got Me Blown
Shes My Favorite Thing That I Want
And Now Watch Me Go Hard
Real Gs Go Hard
Now The Swagger She Bring
Its The Coldest Thing
She Looks Like A Handful
I Want To Get A Handful
I Gotta Let Her Know In Time
Every Day In Every Way She Blows My Mind
And I Tell You What
Through Our Conversation
Shell Know Whats Up
See I Dont Play That
So When I Say That
Give Me A Week At The Most
Featuring: Kanye West, T PAIN
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
DJ Khaled! We the best!
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
I?m goin? in, I?m goin? in!
I do it for the hood ?cause the hood told me I should
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
If you rep yo? hood and you goin? hard
If they hatin? on you, don?t stress, tell ?em niggas that we the best!
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
Fuck nigga, you can?t stop this!
Fuck the best we run this game, Kanye West, Khaled and Pain!
If you could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga gotta go hard?
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin? money ain't shit to me
This in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I am, I will, I gots to go hard
You got another way to live
You gots to go on
I am gettin? it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go, go hard
I go the hardest, flow so retard
I'm disgusted with myself, I mean ugh, where do I start?
First I spin around and vomit, then I shit up on it
Fuck the beat up so bad won't nobody get up on it
I flow so sick, nigga, how sick? Sea sick
Got your hand out, don't look at me bitch
You lookin? at who made me rich
You lookin? at who made me rich
I had some wins, some losses
Just the life of a goddamn boss's
With the top off lookin? for a girl
With a ass as fat as Tracee Ross'
This is dope as it get
Dope as a motherfuckin? acid trip
Fly as 57 passengers
This finna be another classic bitch
Everybody know I got it
If you want it then get at it
But I ain't gon? have it
No, I ain't gon' have it
If you could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga gotta go hard?
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin? money ain't shit to me
This in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I am, I will, I gots to go hard
You got another way to live
You gots to go on
I am gettin? it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go, go hard
I ain't never been scurred
Never been the type to bite my words
When I came up y'all gave me shit
Now I'm finna make y'all eat them turds
Always said what the fuck I felt
Gon? ?head spit that murder I wrote
Man, I don't care wh-what you felt
Fuck you nigga I know I'm dope
Felt like I come here to get my all
Felt like I had to play the fly on the wall
Felt like niggas was stuntin' on me
Funny how I'm flyer than them all
Now I'm at the top, ain't nowhere to go now
Instead of me she gon? go down
Maybe I would?ve slowed down if I knew
What I know now
I'm Scooby I know I'm dumb
Makes it fuckin? get old, well it's good I'm young
But my heart get cold as the hood I'm from
Tell me what it take to be number one
I guess it's gon? be what it's gon? be
But here?s one thing y?all got to hear
I'ma tell you like George Bush told me
?Fuck ya'll niggas I'm out of here?
If you could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga gotta go hard?
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin? money ain't shit to me
This in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I am, I will, I gots to go hard
You got another way to live
You gots to go on
I am gettin? it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go, go hard
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
I?m goin? in, I?m goin? in!
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
I go hard for the hood, I go hard for the streets
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
I go hard for the ghetto, Kanye West, T-Pain, DJ Khaled
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from)
We the best! We won?t stop, we can?t stop, we global!
If you could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga gotta go hard?
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin? money ain't shit to me
This in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I am, I will, I gots to go hard
You got another way to live
You gots to go on
I am gettin? it in until the end
* [Intro: Benzino]
Unh, Hangmen 3
2 Times and J.B.
Yeah, Benzino, c'mon
Let's take it to these motherfucking streets, yo
Yo, throw your 3's up
[Benzino]
Lord I'm crying out, help me get my shit together
They tryin to put me back in, but I won't let 'em
I'm a living legend in these streets - east coast gangsta
With ties to the west coast, banging
Motherfuck a street team, my team bereave streets
Since '86 street sweepers poppin out the back door
Sprayed blocks, certain niggas kept glocks
Trucks ramped, niggas couldn't understand it
Benzino, sniffin eighths of anthrax
Niggas can't touch me, my nose gettin runny
I got 5 cases, in 3 states with 6 lawyers
Had a 5S with Mass plates and 4 corners
Now I'm Black Stallion, Ferrari Twin Turbo
Probably been warned, but 'Zino gon hurt you
Enough's enough, let's take it to the streets
Raise big fire over Hangmen beats, c'mon
[Chorus: Benzino]
Go hard, or go home - I don't wanna hear it
My shit too long, and now you gon feel it
We gon break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em
Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard
Break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em
Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard
Break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em
Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard
[Benzino]
Diablos, the slug from the web and kill Gotho
Nevatho, from East L.A., Bronx to Chicago
My choppa sting ya, make you scream "A bay Maria!"
Born leader, Benzino bring flame, born heater
I post bail with 6 figures, you slick niggas
Betta have extra clips if you try and stick with us
I'm a monster on this mic, official Made Men savvy
Draped with rabbit foot, nothing less 50 karats
My closet's like a rainbow - Velour suits change like the weather
Adidas box stacked, Fly 11's
Hydraulics in the 6 keep my CD's from skippin
You niggas trippin, nasty, know steady rippin
GQ Magazine, we on page 144
Source covers, Spaceships, Flex Tunnel Tour
I bet chu didn't know the Hangmen made a beat and laced Nas
Stop hating motherfucker, go hard!
[Chorus]
[Benzino]
Benzino strike back - most hated, fuck this rap game
Reputed gang banga, accused drug slanga.. thug
Rhyme sick style, arrogant.. thug
Run up on me wrong - not having it
My crew been through so much that you can't dream of
Everybody wanna be hard til they see slugs
Continue breaking bread with my team, thug mean muggs
I'm organized, my shit's effective
Selective, with the type of niggas that I run with
Guns clicked.. hold up, we on some other shit
Scream loud, Benzino represent for the niggas, bitches, gangstas, playas
first off.. its the rangers baayybeh
see us them girls go craaazy
langston, spotlight, dayday,
corey, what else i gotta say
I go hard, ya girl stay jockin
her friends, they stay watchin
put in work, i just clocked in
clocked out, then u know i get it poppin
im gone, lil mama wassup
the sun go down then the freaks get up
and then its off til 6 in the morn
ya gurl like a light switch i turn her on
yao. and she love ma swagg
get it, get it, get it, on the flo she bad
i'm bad , like mike jack
and u know its julian on traack.
rangers we so fly
break yall necks everytime we walk by
no jail, we got bars
everybody know that my crew go hard.
go go go go go go go GO hard (repeat 3 times)
everybody know that my crew go hard.
ya u know everythings on lockdown
nice yellow bone on ma side with the top down
wind in her hair
no top, ow
pardon me if i came off foul
when we be at the function, these girls go wild
lightning describes me thats now
you know we in on the beat leave these critics like wow
rangers done did it now
im young corey, you like my fits
all up on the floor showin off my kicks
vlados..hangin out the windows of the six
so i aint gotta tug i let them pull the chicks
i go hard in the paint watch this
i just pull up, and hop out, and take over shit
they take off they tops then they hop on my tip
take of they tops then they hop on my tip
who puts a bang in a beat like me
who runs the girls from here to overseas
they let us in the do' and we run everythang
ladies passin out feelin like a young king
they be in ma jeans i dont even rock bling
cuz im off the wall and ma pin drop raw
go hard with flo and ya boy still ball
i aint nate dogg [ AT ALL GURL]
I be in the gang goin hard throwin elbows
langston up'n the rangers since hamilton n elmo
they say we sold out, i say we go the belt tho
sold out stores, cash them checks tho
we droppin in the fall but they hearts finna let go
I be on the party bus i used to ride the metro
ha..and who get it like me
feat. Damian Marley, Aidonia, I-Octane, Assassin, Bounty Killer & Vybz
Kartel
Girl, me big money clip, like di ...don
You see di drop diamond from me nicca long dung
Ahside fine tang, girl you know...
...chop dem so, chop dem like, I congelate dem
Already, with already, ...my flow steady, my dough steady
It’s so many bling frozerie, no roserie
Then no me lyrics a done de body, when di cross smelly
My fulla gyal omen, chian’t check it
So many dem lasting up, me chian’t find...me border it
Me gyal dem hot like candy belly, flat like dem have no belly
Them so go hard, I go walk... me no ready, ah me hard
... I drop it...like I drop bombs, ...spitting these bars
Do the hard times, ... me bust de times
My ...them ah real a me finger,
Ice then cool then I freeze like de ring
Tell me, if you touch it, while ...a me ninja
Alright, we go hard when me step ina di booth every time
We go hard dem fi know that fih a time
We go hard like I am a scurity guard...
We ging hard is a friend and we going...
Because we are di toughest thing...
We going the hard, ... no fine, ... no hard fi every
I’m telling we ah go hardest ...
We shoot em like a target and it’s a ...
No me go one ... what you know
Hey, for me say hard me go hard and dung
We di big money peep like di tial can dung
You see di drop diamond from me nicca long dung
Ahside fine tang, girl you know...
for me say hard me go hard and dung
for me say hard me go hard and dung
for me say hard me go hard and dung
We di big money peep like di tial can dung
You see di drop diamond from me nicca long dung
Ahside fine tang, girl you know...
...chop dem so, chop dem like, I congelate dem
Already, with already, ...my flow steady, my dough steady
It’s so many bling frozerie, no roserie
Then no me lyrics a done de body, when di cross smelly
My fulla gyal omen, chian’t check it
So many dem lasting up, me chian’t find...me border it
[Q-Tip]
now picture this a man wit his whole thing in order
movin through life at will he ill
he make his own teeth growl wit his generous style
but he still no joke wit his wisdom and smile
givin pounds all around no need to act foolish
enjoy the time no need to get toolish
i spit it out wit the general feelin that
once u vibe wit it then you keep on comin back
the north south and east and the west
wanna see which crew can do it the best
Is it the North, where people drink juice and Smirnoff?
Girls go hard but they lips stay soft
the west where cats throw jets to play
smokin green all day keep a loked out sway
east..side..the hustle get real
pretty young things with their mass appeal
or the south where thugs keep gold in their mouth
big ol' girls with their thang hangin' out
whatever it is I hope you evolve
we gon push it to my level let the G evolve come on
Chorus: [Q-Tip]
Go..go at..go at it hard..real hard
[Q-Tip]
everybody take note to your man and ya'll
and I will take note to the grand
it's venomous I mean the way they hate
they can't wait for my to mize me meet my great but
no attention I give them no light
niggas gotta know that I go through mics
go through walls with sounds and speakers with real drives
You can't fuck this nigga from Tribe a yo
I put my mind to the work in here
and make sure that all of ya can understand
that I don't do bitch, I don't do tricks
I stay doing beats while you stay layin' bricks
I do do the things that keep me from the rest
and I do that well if I do suggest yo
put your hands on your system and feel me out
or put your hand on your money and hold your cloud
the indoor seat of lady galor seas
she get touched once and she'll never divorce me
hey clear your brain as I implimate raw thoughts
you shouldn't be aware that I don't get off course
stayin' steady on it niggas ain't ready for it
flourin' it hard with A.J. Pettite on it
a noble's face and I'm doing my pace
makin' sure all my conrads get a true taste
what?.. a good shit and I'm ringing your memory
we goin' hard yo and that's how it need to be
so wake up and take that sleep outcha eyes my friend
here's the mot-to in your ear hear this again
Chorus
heavy hitters knockin shit out the park
(Verse 1) Yeah, I go hard in the zone, I go ham, Without the need of spam, Ramming you hoes, Just like Sam. My swag is exclusive, It doesn't come in a, Bundle package, Yeah, you can smoke this, Caused you ain't doing it big. I got them slick rhymes, Under my sleeve, I checked my list, I see that I am getting, no bitches, On Christmas eve. How many licks can you get, When I spit it like this, I'm a problem, You can deny it. When getting into my cage, I spit in rage, Through every page, Packing a lot of cabbage, Switching my flow up, On this stage, Making everyone realize that, Am the dude engage. I'm a sinner, I'm a winner, Eating up this track, Like I do at dinner. Deliver bones of these niggas, That failed to beat me, So retarded, light the flame, You don't wanna see me, Bring the heat, If your on that wave, Then your getting blown nigga, Overall, I got more game, Then you think. This is my story, Everything that I say, Is going in history, Just like my glory. Break a bitch, down to the leg, Your a slut, with no love, That's under my clutch, You motherfuckers who said, I can't spit, ain't saying much, Just talking shit, Now, your about to get hit, With something reckless, I'm just putting you niggas, Down in pits. This is getting more love, Than me, Where is mine at, With all this hating, You faggots, Are just getting it, To the nut. I don't need a bitch, I don't need you, Caused I got more fame, Under my chain, I go hard in the zone, I'm sitting on top, Of my throne, Demanding rules, Breaking bones. I chose this path, I gotta take it, See where it takes me, I'm a monster, My mind is critical, When I become lyrical, Ain't fully developed, When it comes to this, I turn into a psycho, Nothing can't hold me back.
(Chorus)
I go hard,
These little niggas,
Don't want it,
I'm in the zone,
No one is stopping me.
This is for you fake motherfuckers,
Don't get pissed,
If what I spit,
Hurt your feelings,
Makes you hate,
Because I don't give a fuck,
About you or what you have to say,
Bitch.
(Bridge)
This is for you haters,
(Who ain't ready).
This is for you haters,
(Who ain't ready).
This is for you haters,
(Who ain't ready).
This is for you haters,
(Who ain't ready).
This is where I shine,
This is where my journey begins,
I'm taking back what's mine.
Rising to a place,
I've never been before.
As I get back up on my feet,
I'm coming into this game,
Seeking more fame,
Then any other name,
That you have to offer.
(Verse 2)
Yeah, I go hard in the zone,
I'm walking through the scene,
Yes me, all set,
These niggas don't know,
I got the hammer on deck.
If these clowns want drama,
I'm going to bitch em,
To their mama,
I be making moves and deliveries,
Like futurama,
I'm so certified, out here,
They should call me Obama.
I'm an animal, on this clock,
Clocking, getting this bread,
While you lames are being fed,
I tell it how it is,
Here comes another round.
Life is a game,
I am the only one that wins,
Flow sweeter then cinnamon,
I spit fire, light up the track,
Because it's my desire,
You other fake pretenders,
Wanna be me,
Only time you see me, I be on tv.
Putting niggas to the test,
Defeating all the rest,
You can't blame me,
For being the best.
Don't about think about,
Hating or being like me,
I get it in, like whip cream,
Just let me be,
Got most of you,
Falling through the steam.
Kept cruising on this bitch,
Or leave her bruising for some more,
I'm making these people,
Fall like slime.
Just so fresh and fly,
Because it's me baby,
You know what it do,
I get more rubber bands,
Then probably superman,
The words I say are unprotected,
With no boundaries attached,
Spitting sour shit, will get you hurt.
If you consider the next speculation,
Where does all of your integrity go,
My rhymes might hysterical to you,
It's my new improved swag,
That keeps you damn mad,
That's enough said.
I will strike you with one hit,
I will kick them straight to the curve,
If they talk that icky stuff to me,
Writing shit like this, is my ambition,
Breaking anyone that gets, in my way.
I am on top of the world,
Still making clear, for you,
Pity motherfuckers,
Let me introduce myself,
To them phonys,
Who wanna hate,
The reason why they all do that,
Is because they know they can't get none.
You better get ready,
Take a listen,
In bringing then haters,
Back to school,
Speaking in the flow,
Niggas are Slow,
When they don't take me seriously.
Bitch you can blow, hate on me,
All you want,
Doing all of that,
Ain't gonna get you,
No where in life.
Every time I try to holla,
You motherfuckers,
Stay acting stuck up.
I'm the realest motherfucker,
Busting out, writing rhymes,
While you hate,
I'm that nigga,
Doing his own independent thing,
I don't follow you Fag people,
You follow me.
(Chorus)
I go hard,
These little niggas,
Don't want it,
I'm in the zone,
No one is stopping me.
This is for you fake motherfuckers,
Don't Get pissed,
If what I spit,
Hurt your feelings,
Makes you hate,
Because I don't give a fuck,
About you or what you have to say,
what you know about the automalls crome best no frost
low key when i floss a nigga couldnt guess the cost
and if u gotta ask you prolly cant afford it
aint about ya cash then you prolly should ignore this
this is for my hustlas in the bentlys, the porches
bapestas, tha jordans, fresh white forces
or if your born in the hood but you aint on that poor shit
got sum but bout to get some more shit
thats right go hard on em i pull up baby lookin like a star on them
i get drunk for the club close the bar on em
im chipped up ill just gon buy the bar homie
please dont be alarmed by me
some like to make it rain i make it storm on em
spent a hundred on the chain no charm on it
and i aint even got my gaurd on me
bcus i go hard
what you know about a hundred on the chain
50 on the wrist, 20 on the ring
designer on my frame, 20 on the range
and i aint even stuntin this is jus another day i go hard
go hard
go hard
go hard
everyday i go hard
go hard
go hard
go hard
Hey mambo.... If you gonna be a square you ainta
Gonna go nowhere
I think its bout time that you put it down right
(yeah yeah, uh uh uh)
Cuz you been eye bumbin me from there all night
(yeah yeah, uh uh uh)
Baby boy gotta take what he want and that's word
(yeah yeah, uh uh uh)
(Hey mambo)
Quit playin the wall because...
If you gonna be a square you ainta gonna go nowhere
Go hard
Show me that you bout it that you got it like that daddy daddy
You gotta go hard
Show me that you want it gotta have it like that daddy daddy
So get up off the wall because
If you gonna be a square you ainta gonna go nowhere
Say what say what
Oh oh oh OH!
You gotta man up daddy don't be shy
(yeah yeah, uh uh uh)
If you can't bark at me dog how you gon bite
(yeah yeah, uh uh uh)
Baby boy gotta give it your all and that's word
(yeah yeah, uh uh uh)
(Hey mambo)
Quit playin the wall because...
If you gonna be a square you ainta gonna go nowhere
Go hard
Show me that you bout it that you got it like that daddy
Daddy You gotta go hard
Show me that you want it gotta have it like that daddy
Daddy
So get up off the wall because
Jigga
J nelly back that up
Dude over there like that's what's up (uh huh)
But won't spit game at me like amerie they afraid to
Touch
(uh huh)
You gotta go hard wit it grind it behind me work that
Clutch
(Uh huh) You gotta
Shift your gears you aint movin fast enough
Baby come and hustle it hustle it hustle hustle it
Grade A dame A games what cha bustin wit
You gon see yeah she's a freak
Ill have you sayin my name all week cuz
If you gonna be a square you ainta gonna go
Nowhere
Go hard
Show me that you bout it that you got it like
That daddy daddy You gotta go
Hard Show me that you want it gotta have it like
That daddy daddy So get up off the wall because
If you gonna be a square you ainta gonna go
[Lethal Bizzle:]
Bizzle is back
That's a warning
Third album, back touring
Most suckers for the street, applaud it
Hunny bee that could do it like that
I could never be a Wasteman
That's for the team thoughugh,
Buy a letter I'll through your arse out the window
Uh, I could never be a snitch though
Better know I ain't lettin off the info,
Forget the interagation
I'm old school like ippy dippy dation
My operation,
Lethal d bizzle records
I'm on top see me I'm on another level,
Uh, now I'm back in the door
More cash, more stacks,
Stackin it more
More chicks more quits, I'm havin a ball
[? ] and I'm bangin dem raw...
[Donaeo:]
I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go [? ] bizzle...
[Lethal Bizzle:]
It's the bizzit
I already did it
Done few tracks with kate-diggy-dizz-it
P-diggy dizz it
Jay-z concert, POW
Is it?
Yeah man it is
Youtube isit?
Rockstar, top five digits (woop)
Enemy Init .
My enemy forget then finish
Hate more than my Aston vanquish
High hater
I purchase Berkley,
Don't rate ya
High hater, bye hater
Don't show me your girl
Cause I'll take her
Uh -yeah, now I'm back in the door
More cash, more stacks,
Stackin it more
More chicks more quits, I'm havin a ball
[? ] and I'm bangin dem raw...
[Donaeo:]
I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go [? ] bizzle...
[Lethal Bizzle:]
That you can't defeat
I'm elite,
Size ten Nike airs on my feet
I'm a beast from the east
You on my level can't compete
I'm a legend on the street
I can systically merk the beat
And hurt your feet?
Call half of the road [? ] and the geese
My car game is over neat, over peak
Bat mobiles yeah am the chief
Yeah,
I'm on a get thoughugh
Don't phone me if it's not about dough
I don't spend to much so that you macro
She said, he said, I don't wanna know.
Uh, now I'm back in the door
More cash, more stacks,
Stackin it more
More chicks, more quits, I'm havin a ball
More dumbs, swa-la, boo doom.
[Donaeo:]
I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go hard hard, I gotta go hard hard me I gotta go [? ] bizzle...
Hey, the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here
I might as well stay in the weather
Better now than never
Right on my feet as a feather
I'm pop of the night
Cause tonight I'm feeling clever, let's go
To my label I'm a great white pipe
I got a pen and a pad and one night life, night life
It's 3 am in the morning, I've finished recording
Until I get a hit and I'm touring
People over when you're at the top
I'm watching flow from the nose bleeds
When does it stop?
It casts a shadow, bigger than Colorado
I'm here to move mountains,
The question is how go, how go?
I know I'm capable of it
The golden boy man the bell I can touch it
I shoot a Russian, I'm in the oven
Cooking some new shit up by the dozen
Go harder, go boom mama,
Go hard, I will get that money until my heart stops
Push it to the limit, I know I'm gonna be on stop
I'ma keep pulling until the beat drop
I'm a dog and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog,
And I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog
Yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah
Thought I would make it when I signed the G
But is for the blast my records are on leak
So they produced in they ain't produce it
They button pushers and I know they love the movement
robin, there ain't no stopping
I keep club hopping, the scene what's popping
records man give me a break
I'm the best you'll ever have, a brand new Drake
A millie, a millie, I know that they feel me
Do it till it kill me, just know that I'm one in a millie
I'm biggest mistake
Die hard, die hard
And I'ma smash every girl like my name is Tiger
I'm keep doing tll the says, doctor please
Go harder, go boom mama,
Go hard, I will get that money until my heart stops
Push it to the limit, I know I'm gonna be on stop
I'ma keep pulling until the beat drop
I'm a dog and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog,
And I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog
Yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah
I wouldn't be here today if I didn't believed
your dream
Some think easycause you control your destiny
You put on for the city I put on for the count
Hey, hey, hey
You do it for the fame but I do it for the crowd
Yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah
One day, one day, one day
One day on the road, stacking up money up to the ceiling
I'm chilling, not worry about hurting nobody's feelings
My records dealing, got me counting them dollars, no cubical
Or blue collar
Go harder, go boom mama,
Go hard, I will get that money until my heart stops
Push it to the limit, I know I'm gonna be on stop
I'ma keep pulling until the beat drop
I'm a dog and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog,
And I'm a dog, and I'm a dog, and I'm a dog
[Intro:]
Nu Star, R.O.M, Reach Out Movement
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Verse 1:]
I know you know what it takes to represent God
Cause sometimes you gotta let go the ones that you love the most
Money, cars, diamond and perbs
Let go let go let let go
We ain't slowing down, we going for the crown
We ain't slowing down that's why we goin hard
[Chorus:]
R.O.M we get it poppin G.O.D we representing
Reach out movement we ain't stopping
From Naples to Orlando, Tampa to Miami
New York Philadelphia we, we going hard
Hey we go (Hard)
We go (hard)
We go, we, we go o o o o
We go (Hard)
We go (hard)
We go, we, we go hard
[Verse 2:]
Ok. I go I go I go, no you go, you go
I go you go tell errbody you kno
That's why I live for we going global
You can say I'm crazy but I'm down to get it
Yeah we gon' make it
Are you with me?
Do it (yes I can)
Spread it (yes I am)
I got nothing to lose don't know about you
Do it (yes I can)
Spread it (yes I am)
I got nothing to lose don't know about you
[Chorus:]
R.O.M we get it poppin G.O.D we representing
Reach out movement we ain't stopping
From Naples to Orlando, Tampa to Miami
New York Philadelphia we, we going hard
Hey we go (Hard)
We go (hard)
We go, we, we go o o o o
We go (Hard)
We go (hard)
We go, we, we go hard
[Verse 3:]
Hey let me go in again man let me get'em
We reaching out we spread it out
Let me know can you hear me now
All God's people can you feel me now
Now is the time we going in
Understand what we all about
Jesus died for our sins washed away our transgressions
Bring us salvation
That's why I'm goin in that's the truth I believe in
That's why I give him praise he make a way when there is no way
Lord I owe you everything I got you're the reason why I'm still alive
Thanks Lord I'm still alive now I'm going hard
[Chorus:]
R.O.M we get it poppin G.O.D we representing
Reach out movement we ain't stopping
From Naples to Orlando, Tampa to Miami
New York Philadelphia we, we going hard
Hey we go (Hard)
We go (hard)
We go, we, we go o o o o
We go (Hard)
We go (hard)
Charlie Hustle. Rebel music.
‘Cause this beats too beautiful. You know. (Jim Beanz)
It’s like “I Need Love” on steroids.
(A radio hit)(Give it to me)
I like the stylish clothes you wear (Uh)
I like the way you part your hair (Uh)
I like them little things you do (Uh)
You make wanna do the G thing and sing to you (Uh)
(Like, Oh Yeah)
(Verse 1)
Listen…
When I pull my gun, I shoot for the stars
And when I pull it, may that bullet land in mars
And if it does, everything you want is ours
Just because when I seen you, I see stars
I mean, I see flowers, kids and marriage
You could have whatever you like without Clifford Harris, baby
And you could live your life through
I don’t like you…I’m sayin’, I’m tryin’ wife you
And…
(Chorus)
I don’t usually stress them (Ohh)
Shatwy you’re the exception (Ohh)
I love the way that you’re dancin’
Make me wanna
Go Hard (Go Hard) Go Hard
I know you like it (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
So baby don’t fight it (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
(Noooo)
‘Cause I know you like it (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Make me wanna
(Go Hard) Go Hard (Go Hard) Go Hard
(Verse 2)
And if you gotta man, I don’t wanna know nada.
You think he go hard. Yeah, I go harder.
And I promise to never act like I’m your father.
It’s time to make a change, listen to Obama.
Talkin’ no drama.
I like to ball a lil but I’m not a Globetrotter.
I’ma provider.
In M.I.A., they feelin’ me like I’m Flo Rida.
Chicks in L.A. bumpin’ me in their low rider.
You smell like an angel, you’re so heaven scented.
You love Neyo’s s***. You’re so independent.
If you trust me. Yeah, I trust you.
God don’t like ugly, I know that he love you.
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
And baby it don’t matter that much to me (Oh No)
(Too much to me)
Girl you just way to fly to be (Noooo)
And I don’t even know if you (Gotta Man)
But even if you do, I’ma take you by the hand (Baby)
Tell me what he gotta do with me
(Verse 3)
I don’t chase them. They chase me.
Shawty got me actin’ like, like I ain’t me.
I’m usually not an eater but she lookin’ tasty.
Shawty lookin’ sweeter than a French pastry.
I swear if you seen her, this chick is two nickels.
Homie, that’s a dime.
Her lower spine got two dimples…I ain’t lyin’.
Uh, you could sit a bottle on that.
And if you wanted ma, you could be a model with that.
She puttin’ up a fight but I ain’t got no problem with that.
She a knockout and I know how to counter attack.
Mean, if this was boxing, I’m Mayweather but way better.
Let’s change your last initial to the eight letter.
(Hustle, Hustle, Hustle)
(Chorus)
(Yeah) (Oh, Oh, Oh)
(Charlie Hustle, Charlie Hustle) (Yeah) (Charlie Hustle, Charlie Hustle)
(Uh, Charlie Hustle, Charlie Hustle) (Uh, Charlie Hustle)
Charlie Hustle so fly. Charlie Hustle too fly.
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