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letra de go hard - skatterman & snug brim

[chorus: skatterman & snug brim]
n-gga we go hard
rain, sleet or snow
by any f-ckin’ means move the flow
my n-gga we go hard
brother they all know the streets
regardless lil’ n-gga, we gon’ eat, you sleep
we go hard
goin’ hard in the paint
we coming for the paper, think we ain’t?
my n-gga, we go hard
from the hat to the boots
spit the truth [?] my nig’

[verse 1: skatterman]
we go hard as a m-th- f-cka stuck in the street sh-t
ya heard it all before well this the remix
got twenty five soldiers huddled up in a bunch
we already ate breakfast and you look like lunch
smokin blunts gettin money it’s the first of the month
you not worth 20, not a dime, not 1
don’t be coming round here with some dope -ss notes
got this pistol for my paper [?]
we got everything, selling it and snorting it
take [?] which is more unfortanat
f-cking up the block, f-ck the naborhood watch
we surving it to all the naborhood cops
you coming through here, proceed with caution
you came in your car, you can leave in a coffin
don’t care about bodies, i done seen them too often
this is my life, you rap n-ggas just talken

[verse 2: snug brim]
make a n-gga walk away [?]
[?] every penny, [?], every dime
every line, i put some meat on it, a dash of soul in it
long as the streets want it, you gon have to roll with it
put it down for my hood and the block burners
i’m payed, talking ted turner
you want me down, sh-t, i’m on a record pace
the only thing i care about n-gga, getting payed
a lot of small talk suckers tried to sh-t on
the only thing i gives a f-ck about is who put kansas city on
i got a [?] me and my mans
we got [?] from here to j-pan
so when you mention going hard, mention skatterman
mention snug brim, we selling contraband
this is on the spot, out the pen
i’m tryna make you understand [?]

[verse 3: bg bulletwound]
and i still put it down for the cause
put a whole pound in my drawers
ball up my fist, take a wrist
crack the ground with my paws
and let the whole town feel it all
duce clique ophiliat, i let my n-ggas [?]
and i [?], and best believe you down for the dog
wanna rate me? i [?]
if you hate me, better starting [?] god
and i don’t give a f-ck bout nothing
say f-ck what we done, stuff bags in trunks
i’m the best with a gun
ask the [?], i’m the best of the ones
cause i can get it cracking, you dig?
hundred round drums in your back, [?]
i’d rather go hard [?]
i can finally eat [?]

- skatterman snug brim

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