Luyện nghe bài hát Go Hard Or Go Home

Go hard or go home

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

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

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

Go hard or go home

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

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Peel the top off the pot jus like a
Off white substance side n it aint
d-n right he know what he doin look at his
Man we jus happy we back I got ya
What u got in ya trunk like an opra
Way u stay stuntin on niggas 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 we got our doctorates
Yea the streets write a book I be the
Think I'll it SLP stunt like my patnas

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Dear lord heavenly please forgive me
Can't turn on em now these niggas feel me
Never dream of lettin em down that s-t'll me
year the money was dirty but now it's filthy
Dear heavenly 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 actin like I owe em tell em bill me
up on our grind we put the worst 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 that's where ya us