Go Hard Or Go Home – E-40 – letras

(feat. The Federation)Introducing…E-40…the almighty…707…Rick Rock…Federation…(Whoooooo)Go [x9] Hey hey.Go hard [x2][E-40]Ooh…Verbal vomit…I keep one on itNot the scrill but you can call me ebonicsSideshows goin nutty dumbin outTake the wrong turn and get your roof stomped outOld school vans doors open, me and my coupeAnd some stoners we get high like Shaggy from Scooby DooI’m whiskeyed, I’m hit, I ain’t go no patienceBut I’m a couple tacos short of a combinationOoh…Get on your head like a shavel ? from the gravelWhen them scams dope deals be goin southLook how swivel the metal flower want the fast quarter fuck us for niggas 6 bucks an hourFrom the rooter to the tooter He’s the driver I’m the shooterDon’t be fuckin with my goonOrgasms, high pots, and trill phones, sidekicks and ringtonesGo hard or go home[Hook x8]Go hard…Go hard or go home[Goldie]? To the moon I coon like high schoolMy goons take no prisoners…what foolWhat’s beef. (Niggas want E-40 on a fat verse)Swingin through the drive-thru, smash the frontJackin’ off. If you’re from the Yay, that’s what.Open up the doors, go (go) ?Sick, Monkey on my backPsychos on my milk, won’t let me goDown my throat, Yes (yes), cuz (cuz), buzz (buzz)What (what), I (I), go (go), numb (numb)Slack folks like Droop-E tooPut thumb on the back like Rick on the NPC[Hook][Interlude x4]We jumpin on the top, man, scrape hella cool3 or 4 niggas tryina cave in a room[Stress]Little purp, cuss like a sailorHand on my waist in the 2-man tailorGet rich, hate being boldMy bitch keep askin for juicy ?In the club, you know we strapped upMy white tee shirt look like coke wrapped upForces and jeans, can’t wear slacksGot good hair, new wave capSmoke block, standin on the curbSame niggas with me I been knowin since the 3rdTryna get it, sucks bein bummyNever should’ve give you niggas money[Doon]My bitch wanna see drop H’sGrind more than Haitians or JamaicansAin’t about money, then ain’t got patienceDon’t bring money, then don’t have relationsSome like Hannibal, I’m a mammalAin’t with monkeys like Mike and EmmanuelChange the channel, rearrange panels0-7 like the perm old cabbyAnd this babby she don’t bring pattiesShe can’t ride shotgun in the ? CaddyPull my nigga in, let him count paintDon’t cut him off like J did Dane[Hook]Sick Wit It