CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Go Hard
(And we go by The Runners)
(Pay attention)
Yo, SB (Holiday Season, n***a)
Hah (Go hard)
I think it's my time, you know why? (Go hard)
My tears have dried, and I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper (Go hard)
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators
(Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Young Money
If you could, you would get rid of me
F**k you gon' do when a b*t*h try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (To me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
Now they screamin', "Nicki, leave me alone!"
(Hard) I am (Hard), I'm still (Hard) the one to beat (Go hard)
Ain't in a rush for mainstream, I am the streets (Go hard)
I am getting it in until the end
I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)
Go hard
Gotta go, lemme get the car key
You don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie
Keep a marquee, everything sparkly (Ma-ma-man down)
Hit him on the walkie-talkie
Hit 'em, hit em, knock-knock, tell 'em let me in
My name ring bells, b*t*h, buzz me in (Bzzz)
And I only stop for pedestrians (Oh)
Or a real, real bad lesbian
Hit 'em with the MAC, hit 'em with the TEC-nine
Hit 'em with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my n***as call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In the trunk or in the Lamby (Ohh)
Put my whole borough on my back and I'm good-uh
I don't wanna hear what you would, what you coulda
I represent all the girls that stood up (Uh)
Used to drink water with a little bit of sugar (Oh)
Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups (One, two)
Doing the scissor-leg, on the mat, with my foot up
Young black pin-up, all of my b*t*hes did up
Now I'm tellin' L.A. Reid to step his bid up
And I'm tellin' President Carter he picked a winner
B*t*hes like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma (Uh)
These birds all fly south in the winter (Uh)
F**k I look like? Chomping on a chicken dinner? (C'yeah)
You can hate me, but why knock my hustle?
I'ma be the queen, no matter how they shuffle
Skirts with the ruffle (Yeah), Louis on the duffle (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, no muzzle (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Hahahahahaha, no muzzle (What you gonna do, do, do?)
C'yeah
B*t*hes is softer than Al Dente
Cut from a different kente
Tell 'em I'm the ninja, Weezy is my Sensei
So I call him Splinter (Splinter)
Faster than a sprinter (Sprinter)
Gimme my chopsticks, I'll have these rap b*t*hes for dinner (Dinner)
This is for my gentlemen in b***on-ups, and khakis
This is for my n***a, Seven Up, in Castaki
This is for my n***as wheelie-in' them Kawasakis
Shout out to the Vackee's, saltfish ackees (Ackees)
Kisses to my fans unless I'm feelin', kinda c*cky (C*cky)
Winter Wonderland is on my hand, it's kind of rocky (Rocky)
I am Nicki (Nicki), Minaj or Lewinsky (Lewinsky)
Pump's on the clutch, right hand, on the 6-speed (6-speed)
Write my own raps, I gotta go, I gotta get me (Gotta get me)
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah), ohh
If you could, you would get rid of me
F**k you gon' do when a b*t*h try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (To me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
Now they screamin', "Nicki, leave me alone!"
(Hard) I am (Hard), I will (Hard), I gots to win (Go hard)
I'm still lookin' around for my compet**ion (Go hard)
I am gettin' it in until the end
I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)
Go hard
(Holiday Season!)
From slap-and-cry you start to die
So I must go harder
Gotta make these b*t*hes know me
Just like Bobby know water
Better yet, like Bubba know shrimp
But he don't say sh*t when the gun on his lip
And I don't say sh*t, put the gun on my hip
So I don't say sh*t but the gun on my hip
If you don't wanna drown, don't come on my ship
Check out how them b*t*hes just run on my d**k
And me, I'm still nasty as a son of a b*t*h
I still got that b*t*h c*m on my lips
If you ain't got money, don't come on my strip
And if you got money, don't come on my strip
I wear that metal, no Olympic
But I can still make you tumble and flip
You f**kin' with me if you f**kin' with Nic'
They ain't f**kin' with me, they ain't f**kin' with Nic'
Your girlfriend, her decision is split
'Cause she wanna f**k me and she wanna f**k Nic
They wonder if he be f**kin' Nic, as long as she be f**kin' rich
That's why I keep my luggage 'cause I swear y'all a f**kin' trip
Young Money dungeon, b*t*h, my swagger just punchin' b*t*h
And I shoot like I'm from overseas, so call my gun "Gunović"
Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for a bunch of sh*t
Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country, b*t*h
Hahaha, yeah, guitar
(Holiday Season!)
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ohh
Wish you could get rid of Young Money
F**k you gon' do when a b*t*h try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (To me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
Now they screamin', "Nicki leave me alone"
(Hard) I am (Hard), I will (Hard), I gots to win (Go hard)
I'm still lookin' around for my compet**ion (Go hard)
I am gettin' it in until the end
I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)
Go hard
(Pay attention)
Yo, SB (Holiday Season, n***a)
Hah (Go hard)
I think it's my time, you know why? (Go hard)
My tears have dried, and I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper (Go hard)
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators
(Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Young Money
If you could, you would get rid of me
F**k you gon' do when a b*t*h try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (To me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
Now they screamin', "Nicki, leave me alone!"
(Hard) I am (Hard), I'm still (Hard) the one to beat (Go hard)
Ain't in a rush for mainstream, I am the streets (Go hard)
I am getting it in until the end
I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)
Go hard
Gotta go, lemme get the car key
You don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie
Keep a marquee, everything sparkly (Ma-ma-man down)
Hit him on the walkie-talkie
Hit 'em, hit em, knock-knock, tell 'em let me in
My name ring bells, b*t*h, buzz me in (Bzzz)
And I only stop for pedestrians (Oh)
Or a real, real bad lesbian
Hit 'em with the MAC, hit 'em with the TEC-nine
Hit 'em with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my n***as call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In the trunk or in the Lamby (Ohh)
Put my whole borough on my back and I'm good-uh
I don't wanna hear what you would, what you coulda
I represent all the girls that stood up (Uh)
Used to drink water with a little bit of sugar (Oh)
Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups (One, two)
Doing the scissor-leg, on the mat, with my foot up
Young black pin-up, all of my b*t*hes did up
Now I'm tellin' L.A. Reid to step his bid up
And I'm tellin' President Carter he picked a winner
B*t*hes like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma (Uh)
These birds all fly south in the winter (Uh)
F**k I look like? Chomping on a chicken dinner? (C'yeah)
You can hate me, but why knock my hustle?
I'ma be the queen, no matter how they shuffle
Skirts with the ruffle (Yeah), Louis on the duffle (Yeah)
I'm a bad b*t*h, no muzzle (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Hahahahahaha, no muzzle (What you gonna do, do, do?)
C'yeah
B*t*hes is softer than Al Dente
Cut from a different kente
Tell 'em I'm the ninja, Weezy is my Sensei
So I call him Splinter (Splinter)
Faster than a sprinter (Sprinter)
Gimme my chopsticks, I'll have these rap b*t*hes for dinner (Dinner)
This is for my gentlemen in b***on-ups, and khakis
This is for my n***a, Seven Up, in Castaki
This is for my n***as wheelie-in' them Kawasakis
Shout out to the Vackee's, saltfish ackees (Ackees)
Kisses to my fans unless I'm feelin', kinda c*cky (C*cky)
Winter Wonderland is on my hand, it's kind of rocky (Rocky)
I am Nicki (Nicki), Minaj or Lewinsky (Lewinsky)
Pump's on the clutch, right hand, on the 6-speed (6-speed)
Write my own raps, I gotta go, I gotta get me (Gotta get me)
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah), ohh
If you could, you would get rid of me
F**k you gon' do when a b*t*h try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (To me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
Now they screamin', "Nicki, leave me alone!"
(Hard) I am (Hard), I will (Hard), I gots to win (Go hard)
I'm still lookin' around for my compet**ion (Go hard)
I am gettin' it in until the end
I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)
Go hard
(Holiday Season!)
From slap-and-cry you start to die
So I must go harder
Gotta make these b*t*hes know me
Just like Bobby know water
Better yet, like Bubba know shrimp
But he don't say sh*t when the gun on his lip
And I don't say sh*t, put the gun on my hip
So I don't say sh*t but the gun on my hip
If you don't wanna drown, don't come on my ship
Check out how them b*t*hes just run on my d**k
And me, I'm still nasty as a son of a b*t*h
I still got that b*t*h c*m on my lips
If you ain't got money, don't come on my strip
And if you got money, don't come on my strip
I wear that metal, no Olympic
But I can still make you tumble and flip
You f**kin' with me if you f**kin' with Nic'
They ain't f**kin' with me, they ain't f**kin' with Nic'
Your girlfriend, her decision is split
'Cause she wanna f**k me and she wanna f**k Nic
They wonder if he be f**kin' Nic, as long as she be f**kin' rich
That's why I keep my luggage 'cause I swear y'all a f**kin' trip
Young Money dungeon, b*t*h, my swagger just punchin' b*t*h
And I shoot like I'm from overseas, so call my gun "Gunović"
Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for a bunch of sh*t
Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country, b*t*h
Hahaha, yeah, guitar
(Holiday Season!)
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ohh
Wish you could get rid of Young Money
F**k you gon' do when a b*t*h try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (To me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
Now they screamin', "Nicki leave me alone"
(Hard) I am (Hard), I will (Hard), I gots to win (Go hard)
I'm still lookin' around for my compet**ion (Go hard)
I am gettin' it in until the end
I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)
Go hard
