Harder

Lyrics

[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 bitches 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 niggas in the fed My nigga Gucci die I can't let nuthing slide Ridgecrest where I resign Ridgecrest what I provide Young nigga with them choppas 'cause I know they gonna ride Fuck 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 nigga 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 fuck me nigga i'm a real nigga and I was built to last [Chorus: Yo Gotti] 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 nigga 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 fucking problems I know young money like im dwayne carter Remember my life a real nigga if I die tomorrow I'm harder met a bitch in the mazda Put the bitch in the range rover Cause she suck dick till tomorrow Every 24 hours, 24 brick of powder 24s on my Panamere,50k on the chandelier House look like a castle, bitch white like alaska Got instrumentals, sold all white, on my mercedes shit nasa Pulled off in that 'rari took off like im nasa Nigga playing dem games with me she'll fuck you if you answer She smarter better get she harder better yet you pussy Then why them bitches charge ya' [Chorus: Yo Gotti] 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 nigga I live harder Hard hard i'm hard [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 shit 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 niggas ain't real but I fuck 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 [Chorus: Yo Gotti] 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 nigga I live harder Hard hard i'm hard