Topsongs van Roy Jones Jr.
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Roy Jones Jr.
Stimme und Gesang
Choppa
Stimme und Gesang
Giz
Stimme und Gesang
Swellz
Stimme und Gesang
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Choppa
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Giz
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Roy Jones Jr.
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Swellz
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[Verse 1]
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you, what you came for? What you came for?
[Verse 2]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 3]
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 **** gonna hate when they get left in the rear
But scared money don't make money, man that's how I feel
A lot of people be like Giz how you get that deal?
It didn't happen overnight, had to be patient you hear
Well there's a lot of other **** with some banging CD's
But they still ain't fucking with Giz let me tell you
A lot of **** trying to be like me but it's hard
And every chance I get I pull the card
I ain't gotta try hard to spit game at y'all ****
Keep talking slick, I'ma take aim at y'all ****
Y'all a bust in the air scream let's take it to war
Only got seventeen shots I got about eighty more
Ten is going through you, the other ten in your home
Twenty is spitting at your crew, the rest I save for the law
[Verse 4]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 5]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 6]
See when I step up in this motherfucker I bring that fire
I'm real about my shit, ****, this ain't work for hire
Drop a cannon on your head while I shit in your ear
If you ain't coming for no trouble why the fuck is you here?
Sneak up on your ass and treat your ass like a stranger
Hit you with two shots, body head bitch I'm a banger
Street ballers, they off the hook with no hanger
Put your life in danger, bitch, 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 motherfuckers getting scared of us
Ain't looking back off these platinum bloods
Misery loves company so now they mad at us
Well ain't no sense in tripping out, we done made the move
Unless you want a paint job we can spray your crew
Way to do is like my **** John just said
If you ain't going hard go your bitch ass to bed
[Verse 7]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 8]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 9]
I don't give a fuck who you go and get
I ain't running or hiding, I done had it, I'm clapping the iron
Who you ice grilling, why is you eyeing?
It's nothing to me, you little **** can't collide with a giant
You hardheaded little fucks so defiant
Think it's sweet we hold heat, don't try us
My weight up like the kid pump iron
If I squeeze enemies better duck or they dying
That's my word on my seeds, yeah, I mean that
For my youngins I'll do life in the bing scrap
And fuck **** I don't got no friends, just associates
I keep them at a distance that's appropriate
Enter my zone a get you cracked, maybe choked a bit
Snap till you motionless, beat you with a bat till it crack
And I broke the shit if this weak you want to act
Then approach and get clapped when the toaster spit
[Verse 10]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 11]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 12]
Man don't hold me back, let me jump in this bitch
Me and my clique got some money and we drunk in this bitch
Free baller body head I know you heard about
On top we representing for the dirty south
If you was a G you would have squeezed the grip, but you a ho
You real name should have been plead the fifth
And I'm coming for your throat and your neck
And I ain't tripping on money, cause Roy Jones done wrote me a check
I'm representing for New Orleans, everybody stand up
Hanging from the dirty south, **** throw your hands up
Hold it down for my youngers, my homies are yelling
When they see me in person, hoes wanna get married
And I beat my heat a homie we married
And especially for you the haters
Run the fifth you wanna get buried
'Member six in the deck, **** spill me out
Go hard or go home **** hear me now
[Verse 13]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 14]
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
Go hard **** or go home ****
[Verse 15]
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you, what you came for? What you came for?
[Verse 16]
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you came for? What you, what you came for?
What you, what you came for? What you came for?
Written by: Composer Author Unknown, Roy Jr Jones