Luyện nghe bài hát Go Hard

Yo, SB, I think my time
You know why? My tears dried
And I know that no weapon against me will prosper
And I believe that my haters are my motivators
Young

If you you would get rid of me
Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go
But I let you get to me
You already figure I'mma a go hard

If you was as real as me you never
Let another girl sit in your
I put the choke hold on now
They screamin', "Nicki me alone"

I am, I'm still the one to
Ain't in a rush for
I am the streets, I am gettin' it in the end
I go, go, go, go hard

Gotta go, get the car key
You don't want it with the Barbie
a marquis, everythin' sparkly
Hit 'em on a

Hit 'em, hit 'em knock,
Tell 'em let me in, my name ring bells buzz me in
And I stop for pedestrians
Or real, bad lesbian

Hit 'em wit the Mac, hit 'em wit the 9
Hit 'em wit the Ruger by the intersect
Hit 'em wit a Tommy so my niggas call me
And I keep a jimmy in the truck or in the Lamby

Put my whole on my back and I'm gooda
I wanna hear what you would, what you coulda
I all the girls that stood up
Used to water wit a little bit of sugar

Now I'm in the gym with my and my sit-ups
Doin' the scissor-leg on the mat wit my up
Young pin-up, all of my bitches did up
Now I'm tellin' L.A. Reid to his bid up

And I'm tellin' President Carter he a winner
Bitches like Nelly and got a dilemma
These birds all fly in the winter
Fuck, I look like chompin' on a chicken

You can me but why knock my hustle?
I'm a be a queen no matter how shuffle
Skirts with the ruffle, Louis on the
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, no

Bitches is softer than al
Cut from a different kentae, tell 'em I'm the
Weezy is my sensei, so I call him Splinter, than a sprinter
Gimme my chopsticks, have the rap bitches for dinner

This is for my gentlemen in button-ups and
This is for my 7-up in Castaki
This is for my niggas wheelying Kawasaki's
Shout out to the vakiees, fish ackees

Kisses is to my fans unless I'm feeling kinda
Winter Wonderland is on my hand, it's rocky
I am Nicki or Lewinski
Pumps on the clutch, hand on the six-speed
my own raps I gotta go, I gotta get me

If you you would get rid of me
Fuck you do when a bitch try to go hard
But I let you get to me
You should already figure I'mma a go

If you was as real as me you would
Let another girl sit in throne
I put the choke on now
They screamin', "Nicki me alone"

I am, I will, I to win
I'm still lookin' for my competition
I am it in until the end
I gotta go, go, go, go

From slap and cry you to die, so I must go harder
Gotta make these bitches know me like Bobby know water
Better yet Bubba, know shrimp but he don't say shit
the gun on his lip and I don't say shit put the gun

On my hip, so I don't say but the gun on my hip
If you wanna drown don't come on my ship
Check how them bitches just run on my
And me, I'm as a son of a bitch
I got that bitch cum on my lips

If you ain't got money don't come on my
And if you got don't come on my strip
I wear that metal, no
But I can still you tumble and flip

You wit me if you fuckin wit Nick
ain't fuckin' wit me, they ain't fuckin' wit Nick
Your girlfriend her is split
she wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck Nick

They wonder if he be fuckin
As long as she be rich
That's why I keep my
'Cause I swear y'all a trip

Young Money Dungeon, bitch, my swagger just punching
And I shoot like I'm from overseas, so call my gun
F. baby and the F is for a bunch of shit
Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country bitch,

you could get rid of Young Money
Fuck you gone do when a try to go hard?
But I let you get to me
You should already figure I'mma go

If you was as real as me you never
Let another girl sit in your
I put the choke on now
They screamin', "Nicki me alone"

I am, I will, I to win
I'm still around for my competition
I am gettin' it in the end
I go, go, go, go hard