Go Hard
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now picture this a man wit his whole thing in orde
movin through life at will he ill
he make his own teeth growl wit his generous styl
but he still no joke wit his wisdom and smil
givin pounds all around no need to act foolis
enjoy the time no need to get toolis
i spit it out wit the general feelin tha
once u vibe wit it then you keep on comin bac
the north south and east and the wes
wanna see which crew can do it the bes
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 pla
smokin green all day keep a loked out swa
east..side..the hustle get real
pretty young things with their mass appea
or the south where thugs keep gold in their mout
big ol' girls with their thang hangin' ou
whatever it is I hope you evolve
we gon push it to my level let the G evolve come o
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Go..go at..go at it hard..real har
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everybody take note to your man and ya'l
and I will take note to the gran
it's venomous I mean the way they hat
they can't wait for my to mize me meet my great bu
no attention I give them no ligh
niggas gotta know that I go through mic
go through walls with sounds and speakers with real drive
You can't fuck this nigga from Tribe a y
I put my mind to the work in her
and make sure that all of ya can understan
that I don't do bitch, I don't do trick
I stay doing beats while you stay layin' brick
I do do the things that keep me from the res
and I do that well if I do suggest y
put your hands on your system and feel me ou
or put your hand on your money and hold your clou
the indoor seat of lady galor seas
she get touched once and she'll never divorce m
hey clear your brain as I implimate raw thought
you shouldn't be aware that I don't get off cours
stayin' steady on it niggas ain't ready for i
flourin' it hard with A.J. Pettite on i
a noble's face and I'm doing my pac
makin' sure all my conrads get a true tast
what?.. a good shit and I'm ringing your memor
we goin' hard yo and that's how it need to b
so wake up and take that sleep outcha eyes my friend
here's the mot-to in your ear hear this agai
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heavy hitters knockin shit out the par
you didn't even really play tell me why did you start
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