Roy Jones Jr. - Go Hard or Go Home lyrics

Hook: Go hard n***a or go home n***a Go hard n***a or go home n***a Go hard n***a or go home n***a Go hard n***a or go home n***a [Verse 1: GIZ] Go hard or go home is the motto this year See the game don't wait Ain't no time for fear A lot of n***as gonna hate when they get left in the rear But scared money don't make money, that's just how I feel A lot of people be like Giz how you get that deal It didn't happen over night had to be patient you hear Well there's a lot of other n***as with some banging CD's But they still ain't f**ing with Giz let me tell you A lot of n***as tring to be like me but it's hard And every chance I get I pull they card I ain't gotta try hard to spit game at ya'll n***as Keep talking slick I'm a take aim at ya'll n***as Ya'll a bust in the air Scream lets take it to war only got seventeen shots I got about eighty more Ten is goin through you the other ten in your home Twenty is spitting at your crew the rest I save for the law Hook x4 [Verse 2: Roy Jones Jr] See, when I step up in this motherf**er I bring that fire I'm real about my sh** n***a, this ain't work for hire Drop a cannon on your head while I sh** in your ear If you ain't coming for no trouble why the f** are you here Sneak up on your a** and treat your a** like a stranger Hit you with two shots, body head b**h I'm a banger Streetballers, they off the hook with no hanger Put your life in danger, b**h that's what I came for The murderers I know you heard of us, you're so hurt of us Now we're coming out and motherf**ers getting scared of us Ain't look back off these platinum bloods Misery loves company so now they're mad at us Since we tripping out , we done made the move Unless you want a paint job we can spray your crew Way to do is like my n***a John just said IF you ain't going hard get your b**h a** to bed Hook: x4 [Verse 3: Swellz] I don't give a f** who you go and get I ain't running or hiding I done had it I'm clappin the iron Who you ice grillin' why is you eyeing It's nothin to me you little n***as Can't collide with a giant You hard headed little f**s so defiant Think it's sweet we hold heat Don't try us my weight up like the kid Pump iron if I squeeze enemy's better duck Or dey dyin dats my word On my seeds yeah I mean that for my youngins I'll do life in da bing Scrap and f** n***as I don't got no friends just a**ociates I keep them a distance that's appropriate Enter my zone a get you cracked maybe choked a bit Snap til you motionless beat you with a bat til it's cracked And I broke the sh** if this weak You want to act then approach And get clapped when the toaster spit Hook x4 [Verse 4: Choppa] Man no one hold me back let me jump in this b**h Me and my clique got some money and we drunk in this b**h Freeballers head I know you heard about On top we representing for that dirty south If you was a G' you would have squeezed the grip, but you a ho Your real name should have been plead the 5th And I'm coming for your throat and your neck And I ain't trippin' on money ‘Cause Roy Jones done wrote me a check I'm representing for New Orleans everybody stand up Hangin' from the dirty South, n***a throw your hands up Holy gals for my youngers, my homies are yellin' When they see me in person ho's wanna get married And I beat my heat a homie we married And especially for you the haters Run the 5th you wanna get buried Eater 6 in the deck, n***a spill me out Go hard or go home, n***a hear me now Hook: x4