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Gucci Mane

"Harder"

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Ok the beat go hard but I go harder
I can die a drug dealer, but im smarter
Pair of forgiato rims I could of bought a charger
But dem b*tches make the lambo look a little more harder
King of my city north memphis we’re like Harlem
Blood gang crips too we gon' eat regardless
See me on the news ,yeah I beat dem charges
All them young dudes were runnin,duckin, had em dodging
Blood shed, my n*ggas in the fed
My n*gga Gucci die I can't let nuthing slide
Ridgecrest where I resign Ridgecrest what I provide
Young n*gga with them choppas ‘cause I know they gonna ride
f*ck if I die today I went to church I pay my tax
I leave my son a couple million dollars so I did alright
Harder, ain’t no n*gga in this streets that built like me sold bricks like me
Mexico, took trips like me
Texaco ain't nothing but gas
Thou shoot, thou shall not pass
I break bread so no f*ck me n*gga i’m a real n*gga and I was built to last

[Hook]
Hard hard i’m hard hard hard i’m hard
Hard hard i’m hard
In the kitchen I whip it harder
Top drop riding harder
Hard hard i’m hard hard hard i’m hard
In the kitchen I Whip it harder
Real n*gga I live harder
Hard hard i’m hard

[Verse 2: Yo gotti]
The streets go hard but I go harder
I know what Diddy meant mo money mo f*cking problems
I know young money like im dwayne carter
Remember my life a real n*gga if I die tomorrow
I’m harder met a b*tch in the mazda
Put the b*tch in the range rover
Cause she suck di*k till tomorrow
Every 24 hours, 24 brick of powder
24s on my Panamere,50k on the chandelier
House look like a castle, b*tch white like alaska
Got instrumentals, sold all white, on my mercedes sh*t nasa
Pulled off in that 'rari took off like im nasa
n*gga playing dem games with me she’ll f*ck you if you answer
She smarter better get she harder better yet you pus*y
Then why them b*tches charge ya'

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Strip moneys strip moneys got on my wall
I’m going so hard I know I got more than dough
Got the beamer the bentley triple-black Mercedes-benz
Got me 5 mill in cash time to get it again
From reebok to Ciroc came a long way from the blocks
Baby girl all wet cause sh*t i've driven it rocks
Licking shots that you pussies my stock fresh shot through the roof
As I shoot for the stars im shooting buying a coup
I know I won't live forever but stocking up like I will
I know you n*ggas ain’t real but I f*ck you like u is
48 laws 36 hoes 57 nets all black tip-toeing
26 inch rims chrome mac 11 doing right so hard but I pray I get to heaven

[Hook:]

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