Da Mafia 6ix, Yelawolf - Go Hard lyrics

[Da Mafia 6ix, Yelawolf - Go Hard lyrics]

Man, these fucking haters out here, man
Fucking voices in my head telling
Me to cremate these haters
(Cremate, Cre-cre-cremate) sitting here
Loading up this motherfucking gun (gun)
Hitting this motherfucking dope (dope)
I'm just thinking, man!
I'm just thinking! (thinking)
Fuck these niggas! Fuck all of 'em (DJ Paul)
Da Mafia 6ix in this motherfucker
Featuring Yelawolf
We came here to kick motherfucking ass
And take motherfucking names
On all you bitch-ass motherfuckers
Nigga, I go hard
I'll be in the kitchen, nigga whipping
Have these junkies round this motherfucker
Flipping off that motherfucking hard
Breakin' down these dimes, hit rewind
Keep that 9 case these suckers round here
Want a motherfucking prob'
Nigga, I stay ready for whatever
Cause a nigga like me
Been had motherfucking hard
Nigga, I stay strapped with that Eagle
Riding in that Regal cause
I go motherfucking hard

I go hard with that no regards
They send their regards all these guns
You can't disregard 'em - we
Strapped up like gods
We are homies, we need purple hearts
Nigga purple hearts
Suffocate the hater til that nigga
Got a purple heart
Crack, bitch, we got that baseball hard
We constantly trading hollow tip
Bullets like baseball cards
223, batting, shooting six baseball yards
And when it comes to guns
We number one on the pop charts sucker

Got my niggas jumping off the porch
And they are trained to go
Headed to kick that busta door
Dropping off your ass ho
Yeah, I said it and I meant it
Pimping be about her business
Paul told me to kill you hoes
So I'm gonna murk these hoes
Everybody know that Gangsta Boo gon'
Lead them to the guap
Sipping, tripping, flicking on my haters
And I will not stop
I've been going hard like, "Oh my God
I'll see you at the top"
And bitch when I see you there
I'mma knock you out your fuckin' spot
Nigga, I go hard
I'll be in the kitchen, nigga whipping
Have these junkies round this motherfucker
Flipping off that motherfucking hard
Breakin' down these dimes, hit rewind
Keep that 9 case these suckers round here
Want a motherfucking prob'
Nigga, I stay ready for whatever
Cause a nigga like me
Been had motherfucking hard
Nigga, I stay strapped with that Eagle
Riding in that Regal cause
I go motherfucking hard

I am the king of the six pack
The prince of the whiskey bottle
Get drunk with a fat bitch
Make her feel like a frisky model
Everybody knows rock'n'roll is alive when
I’m in this bitch slide up in this mix
I'm do or die when I get that switch
You motherfuckers ain't going hard
You live with that impotence
I'm in that pick-up with the tint
Ride on that picket fence with twenty-sixes
I meant to say Three and Six
Me and these ghetto stars pull
Up in cars and immediate-
Ly get idiots and G's and media clings
To see the city of thieves
Who graffiti the scene
With heathens and fiends who
Bring heaters in jeans
In Adidas with strings out, you
See what I mean, hard!

Seems to me that these are
Gimme that number one spot, here I come bitch
Hit the Billy boulevard get
Hoes like Vietnam, bitch
Who is she? Click that Desert Eagle DE hondo
Blood on my hands, all on my clothes
Bound dog
Koopsta that motherfucker leavin' folks
In them trees call me the almighty when we
Come and bang y'all

Nigga, I go hard
I'll be in the kitchen, nigga whipping
Have these junkies round this motherfucker
Flipping off that motherfucking hard
Breakin' down these dimes, hit rewind
Keep that 9 case these suckers round here
Want a motherfucking prob'
Nigga, I stay ready for whatever
Cause a nigga like me
Been had motherfucking hard
Nigga, I stay strapped with that Eagle
Riding in that Regal cause
I go motherfucking hard

Increasing my energy Scarecrow
These sissy ass wussies I make em' my petrol
The Infamous juggernaut give 'em more
Slugs from the Glock
And they rot in the ghetto
I'm blasting heavy metal but this
Here ain't no Metallica
I buck' em then embellish ya
The burner in the Challenger
Illuminati in Bugatti
Do karate with the shotty
Bloody party, very naughty
Infrared dot his nogging
Mysterious disappearances we're experiencing
When killers start appearin' then these
Niggas just dismember men

Crunchy said bang, Lord said bang
Koop said bang, any nigga get it, man
Paul had "Sippin, " Boo had "Hit Ya"
Getting how I painted
This motherfucking picture any nigga get it
We ain't playing wit' you hoes
Ten toes down and we spraying on you hoes
Get it how we live, live the way it is
Fuck around nigga
And you get yourself killed

Nigga, I go hard
I'll be in the kitchen, nigga whipping
Have these junkies round this motherfucker
Flipping off that motherfucking hard
Breakin' down these dimes, hit rewind
Keep that 9 case these suckers round here
Want a motherfucking prob'
Nigga, I stay ready for whatever
Cause a nigga like me
Been had motherfucking hard
Nigga, I stay strapped with that Eagle
Riding in that Regal cause
I go motherfucking hard

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