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Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard or go home is the motto this year See the game don't wait Ain't no time for fear A lot of niggas gonna hate when they get left in the rear But scared money don't make money, that's just how I feel A lot of people be like Giz how you get that deal It didn't happen over night had to be patient you hear Well there's a lot of other niggas with some banging CD's But they still ain't fucking with Giz let me tell you A lot of niggas tring to be like me but it's hard And every chance I get I pull they card I ain't gotta try hard to spit game at ya'll niggas Keep talking slick I'm a take aim at ya'll niggas Ya'll a bust in the air Scream lets take it to war only got seventeen shots I got about eighty more Ten is goin through you the other ten in your home Twenty is spitting at your crew the rest I save for the law Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga See, when I step up in this motherfucker I bring that fire I'm real about my shit nigga, this ain't work for hire Drop a cannon on your head while I shit in your ear If you ain't coming for no trouble why the fuck are you here Sneak up on your ass and treat your ass like a stranger Hit you with two shots, body head bitch I'm a banger Streetballers, they off the with no hanger Put your life in danger, bitch that's what I came for The murderers I know you heard of us, you're so hurt of us Now we're coming out and motherfuckers getting scared of us Ain't look back off these platinum bloods Misery loves company so now they're mad at us Since we tripping out, we done made the move Unless you want a paint job we can spray your crew Way to do is like my nigga John just said IF you ain't going hard get your bitch ass to bed Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga I don't give a fuck who you go and get I ain't running or hiding I done had it I'm clappin the iron Who you ice grillin' why is you eyeing It's nothin to me you little niggas Can't collide with a giant You hard headed little fucks so defiant Think it's sweet we hold heat Don't try us my weight up like the kid Pump iron if I squeeze enemy's better duck Or dey dyin dats my word On my seeds yeah I mean that for my youngins I'll do life in da bing Scrap and fuck niggas I don't got no friends just associates I keep them a distance that's appropriate Enter my zone a get you cracked maybe choked a bit Snap til you motionless beat you with a bat til it's cracked And I broke the shit if this weak You want to act then approach And get clapped when the toaster spit Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Man no one hold me back let me jump in this bitch Me and my clique got some money and we drunk in this bitch Freeballers head I know you heard about On top we representing for that dirty south If you was a G' you would have squeezed the grip, but you a ho Your real name should have been plead the 5th And I'm coming for your throat and your neck And I ain't trippin' on money 'Cause Roy Jones done wrote me a check I'm representing for New Orleans everybody stand up Hangin' from the dirty South, nigga throw your hands up Holy gals for my youngers, my homies are yellin' When they see me in person ho's wanna get married And I beat my heat a homie we married And especially for you the haters Run the 5th you wanna get buried Eater 6 in the deck, nigga spill me out Go hard or go home, nigga hear me now Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga Go hard nigga or go home nigga
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Roy Jr Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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