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Benzino - Go Hard lyrics
[Intro: Benzino] Unh, Hangmen 3 2 Times and J.B. Yeah, Benzino, c'mon Let's take it to these motherfucking streets, yo Yo, throw your 3's up [Benzino] Lord I'm crying out, help me get my shit together They tryin to put me back in, but I won't let 'em I'm a living legend in these streets - east coast gangsta With ties to the west coast, banging Motherfuck a street team, my team bereave streets Since '86 street sweepers poppin out the back door Sprayed blocks, certain niggas kept glocks Trucks ramped, niggas couldn't understand it Benzino, sniffin eighths of anthrax Niggas can't touch me, my nose gettin runny I got 5 cases, in 3 states with 6 lawyers Had a 5S with Mass plates and 4 corners Now I'm Black Stallion, Ferrari Twin Turbo Probably been warned, but 'Zino gon hurt you Enough's enough, let's take it to the streets Raise big fire over Hangmen beats, c'mon [Chorus: Benzino] Go hard, or go home - I don't wanna hear it My shit too long, and now you gon feel it We gon break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard Break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard Break 'em, crash 'em, take 'em, smash 'em Bang 'em, bruise 'em, hang 'em - Go hard [Benzino] Diablos, the slug from the web and kill Gotho Nevatho, from East L.A., Bronx to Chicago My choppa sting ya, make you scream "A bay Maria!" Born leader, Benzino bring flame, born heater I post bail with 6 figures, you slick niggas Betta have extra clips if you try and stick with us I'm a monster on this mic, official Made Men savvy Draped with rabbit foot, nothing less 50 karats My closet's like a rainbow - Velour suits change like the weather Adidas box stacked, Fly 11's Hydraulics in the 6 keep my CD's from skippin You niggas trippin, nasty, know steady rippin GQ Magazine, we on page 144 Source covers, Spaceships, Flex Tunnel Tour I bet chu didn't know the Hangmen made a beat and laced Nas Stop hating motherfucker, go hard! [Chorus] [Benzino] Benzino strike back - most hated, fuck this rap game Reputed gang banga, accused drug slanga.. thug Rhyme sick style, arrogant.. thug Run up on me wrong - not having it My crew been through so much that you can't dream of Everybody wanna be hard til they see slugs Continue breaking bread with my team, thug mean muggs I'm organized, my shit's effective Selective, with the type of niggas that I run with Guns clicked.. hold up, we on some other shit Scream loud, Benzino represent for the niggas, bitches, gangstas, playas [Chorus 2x] |
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