letra de go hard or go home - nia monae'
f-ckin up a check check check check
who tf they gonna check check check check check
(verse 1)
i’m the illest around but i ain’t never weak
say i’m the hottest in town i know they feel this heat
couple groupies on my line yeah they grillin me
walkin bank my favorite colors always been blue and green
say i lost it now im back and i’m better
just to remind em they could never do it like me ever
they way i bring that fever like i’m under the weather
i mean the way i bring that ether cus i’m hotter than summer
i’m bringin shots just like bop let me unload the chopper
all these n-gg-s my feast i eat em up just a whopper
who the f-ck is gonna stop her
i always been a problem
illest so i’m incurable here to stay that’s a promise
still looking for compet-tion, ain’t seen none yet
only seen a couple bammas that failed to get my swag
and whoever got something to say that should make that known
meanwhile i’m heading to mula these rogers can go home
(hook) x2
don’t test me lil n-gg-
just know i got issues n-gg-
dismantle, i’ll handle, anybody with a issue n-gg-
go hard or go home xrepeat
bang bang they don’t really want it
bang bang they don’t really want it
(verse 2)
when they talkin nia they saying she’s up next
cus when you mention my name you better show respect
they comparing me to dej loaf i don’t even know why tho
have her loaf turn to toast waving hi(high) at this micro
cus i’m the illest
go on and crown the realist
n-body stood up yet to this stone cold k!ller
this sh-t is easy k!llin em, deceasing
can’t n-body top me like my head game way too pleasing
now they wanna hang cus they hearing my name
don’t compare me to lames we can never be the same
now tell me why these n-gg-s all wanna hang wit gang
f-ck u thought it was how bout hang it up flat screen
pockets healthy wit the veggie all this green green green
hatin hoes wanna mug then wanna ride your d
i steal the show anytime they wanna make a scene
not one n-gg- can see me even in hd
(hook)
(verse 3)
pink moni baby she clever
gold chain wit a pink bandana
pink pistol ain’t talking bout a hammer
but i’m shooting my shots like i got no manners
cus i’m bringing bars to the fight fight fights
ain’t behind bars i be ready on sight
the way i’m k!llin yeah i should be servin life
the way i’m servin yeah i’m k!llin but give em life
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