Luyện nghe bài hát Go Hard Or Go Home

Go hard or go home

1]
As I get comfy on the
Rather f-k wit raw comfy wit the crack
Yea, clumsy wit the pack
That's prolly why a so clumsy wit the stacks
Yea, so wit them racks
Though I aim anywhere so wit the straps
Half a life a half on my lap
Plus I got of the task on my back
They ain't got nuttin but time, the f-k is
I'd be in jail then broke, this s-t is wack
Jizzle only word for ya dog, s-t is crack
Use to hide em up in my crib, the real is

2]
Peel the top off the pot jus a lobster
Off white substance side n it pasta
d-n he know what he doin look at his posture
Man we jus happy we back I got ya
What u got in ya trunk sound an opra
Way u stay on niggas deserves an Oscar
Yo I smoke all day jus a rosta
And u its M.O.B. live like a mobster
Tell me how them project niggas live like the
Studied them projects niggas we got our
Yea the streets write a book I be the
Think I'll call it SLP stunt like my

3]
Dear lord heavenly father forgive me
Can't turn on em now these niggas feel me
Never dream of lettin em down s-t'll kill me
First year the money was dirty but now filthy
Dear father you know the real me
The use to hide it in the attic a mill me
The use to get it in before the me
Now niggas actin like I owe em tell em me
Back up on our grind we put the worst us
No direct eye he might blind us
Risk it all everyday of the week so don't us
Street niggas we be in the that's where ya find us

Go or go home [x16]

1]
As I get comfy on the
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Rather f-k wit raw wouldn't comfy wit the
Yea, never wit the pack
prolly why a n--a so clumsy wit the stacks
Yea, so wit them racks
Though I aim so clumsy wit the straps
Half a life sentence a on my lap
Plus I got half of the on my back
They got nuttin but time, the f-k is that
I'd rather be in then broke, this s-t is wack
Jizzle only for ya dog, this s-t is crack
Use to hide em up in my crib, the real is

2]
Peel the top off the pot jus a lobster
Off substance side n it aint pasta
d-n right he know what he doin at his posture
Man we jus we back n--a I got ya
What u got in ya trunk sound an opra
Way u stay stuntin on niggas an Oscar
Yo I all day jus like a rosta
And u know its M.O.B. like a mobster
Tell me how them project niggas live like the
Studied projects niggas we got our doctorates
Yea the streets write a book I be the
Think I'll call it SLP like my patnas

3]
Dear lord heavenly father forgive me
Can't turn on em now these niggas feel me
Never dream of lettin em that s-t'll kill me
year the money was dirty but now it's filthy
Dear father you know the real me
The use to hide it in the attic a mill me
The use to get it in the deal me
Now niggas actin like I owe em em bill me
Back up on our grind we put the behind us
No eye contact he might blind us
Risk it all everyday of the so don't remind us
Street niggas we be in the streets where ya find us