Harder - Yo Gotti feat Rick Ross

[Verse 1:]
Ok the beat go hard but I go harder
I can die a drug dealer but I'm smarter
Pair of forgiato rims I could of brought a charger
But dem b_tches make the lambo look a little more harder
King of my city north memphis we're like holla
Blood gang crips too we gon eat regardless
See me on the news yeah I beat em charges
All they do is runnin gunnin and a dodgin
Blood shed my n_ggas in the fed my n_gga Pucci die
I can't let nuthin 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
Hard ain't no n_gga in this streets that built like me sold bricks like me
Mexico took trips like me
Texaco ain't nothin but gas if I was u n_gga down my past
I break bread so no f_ck me n_gga I'm a real n_gga and I was built to last

Hard hard I'm hard hard hard I'm hard
Hard hard I'm hard
In the kitchen I whip it harder
Top drop ridin 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:]
The streets go hard but I go harder
I know what Diddy meant mo money mo f_ckin problems
I know young money like I'm 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 s_ck d_ck till tomorrow
Head 4 24 hours 24 brick or powder
24s on my platnmium neek 50k on the chandelier
Nozzle 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 I'm nasa
N_gga playin dem games with me she'll f_ck you if you answer
She smarter better get she harder better yet you p_ssy
Then why them b_tches charge ya


[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 I don't wed 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 I'm shootin 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-toein
26 inch rims chrome mac 11 doing right so hard but I pray I get to heaven


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