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Q-Tip - Go Hard lyrics
Q-Tip Go Hard movin through life at will he ill he make his own teeth growl wit his generous style but he still no joke wit his wisdom and smile givin pounds all around no need to act foolish enjoy the time no need to get toolish i spit it out wit the general feelin that once u vibe wit it then you keep on comin back the north south and east and the west wanna see which crew can do it the best 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 play smokin green all day keep a loked out sway east..side..the hustle get real pretty young things with their mass appeal or the south where thugs keep gold in their mouth big ol' girls with their thang hangin' out whatever it is I hope you evolve we gon push it to my level let the G evolve come on Chorus: [Q-Tip] Go..go at..go at it hard..real hard [Q-Tip] everybody take note to your man and ya'll and I will take note to the grand it's venomous I mean the way they hate they can't wait for my to mize me meet my great but no attention I give them no light niggas gotta know that I go through mics go through walls with sounds and speakers with real drives You can't fuck this nigga from Tribe a yo I put my mind to the work in here and make sure that all of ya can understand that I don't do bitch, I don't do tricks I stay doing beats while you stay layin' bricks I do do the things that keep me from the rest and I do that well if I do suggest yo put your hands on your system and feel me out or put your hand on your money and hold your cloud the indoor seat of lady galor seas she get touched once and she'll never divorce me hey clear your brain as I implimate raw thoughts you shouldn't be aware that I don't get off course stayin' steady on it niggas ain't ready for it flourin' it hard with A.J. Pettite on it a noble's face and I'm doing my pace makin' sure all my conrads get a true taste what?.. a good shit and I'm ringing your memory we goin' hard yo and that's how it need to be so wake up and take that sleep outcha eyes my friend here's the mot-to in your ear hear this again Chorus heavy hitters knockin shit out the park you didn't even really play tell me why did you start |
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