Harder (feat. The Golden State Project)

Ah, I don't wanna hear shit

Get off ya motherfucking ass

It's right now, right now, right here

And we bringing it to you live, come on!

Golden state, what... come on, what bitch

New Shit! Ha, come on, yeah Ras Kass blaze that shit up

Xzibit, break it down slam it, jelly roll

Show me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Sarah Michelle Gell-ie

Rap star, trash tellies blow up my sprint celly

Dare me, I tongue Halle Berry's belly

Show her a monster's ball, fuck it you tell me

Platinum, heavy 22 inch perrelli's

Jelly, it gets so ugly it gets scary

Haters act like under-age hoes so what's really-

Can't fuck wit y'all, paging R.Kelly (Ohhh)

Oh, if the shoe fits buy a matching shirt

Ya nothing take ya face and attach dirt

Catch me and my **** wit'strick-nine

Strictly constrict nine triggas disfigure ya figure

Our figgas got bigger, **** the same

Menace to society and y'all done made me Kane

Can't extort us faggot, you bust we bust

In God we trust but we paying at dusk, biatch!

Don't you think this shit is for fun (No!)

Think before you reach for that gun (Think!)

Look at all the shit that you started (Yeah)

You bring heat but we bring it harder (Sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Ha!)

La la la la la la la la (Sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Yes)

La la la la la la la la (Come on)

Yella, yizzel, shaft shizza-lean

Fuck what y'all talking about, this shit clean

That's why we filthy rich behind the scenes

Game spitters with helmets and shoulder pads on the hitters

Bullshit so far what this game sent

We here to burn it down open bar entertainment

Taking the work clipping the clientele on raw

Lactose intolerant but I still sell

Game enough to mash on the coach like Sprewell

Don't salt there hoes flows ain't got that sea smell

Overstand under surveillance, Ben Savage-

Can't come to the town terrorizing we been Laden

Been beat heavyweight beefs and went passage

Back to the blockmates and it's safe to unlock cakes

King sizzel makin' bank, shake the spizzle

We don't make it drizzle we rain in the G-state

Don't you think this shit is for fun (No!)

Think before you reach for that gun (Think!)

Look at all the shit that you started (Come on)

You bring heat but we bring it harder (Now sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Yeah!)

La la la la la la la la (Sing it!)

La la la la la la la la (Yeah)

Feel the adrenaline, feel the rush

The effects of the compound the ammo dump

Doc Dre don't fuck with punks

We all thump like Maximus, stop fucking with us

Take a ride inside the home of hands-on hip-hop

Speak what you believe and hope you don't get shot for it

Ghetto poets, show it if you got one

A hot one, with ass and rap like a shotgun (Ohhh)

I can write to the sound of the sunset

Smith & Wesson, I use words as a weapon

Gun sling my dreams I rain supreme

And fiend for the next challenge, knocking you off balance

Look, I been through the worst, avoided the hearst (Survived!)

Starving to death and dying of thirst (Alive!)

Here in the flesh, elope with the profoc-

The answer, the solution, the remedy, the anecdote

Don't you think this shit is for fun (No!)

Think before you reach for that gun (Think!)

Look at all the shit that you started (Yeah)

You bring heat but we bring it harder (Now sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Yes)

La la la la la la la la (Sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Ha)

La la la la la la la la (Come on)

Don't you think this shit is for fun (No!)

Think before you reach for that gun (Think!)

Look at all the shit that you started (Yeah)

You bring heat but we bring it harder (Now sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Ha)

La la la la la la la la (Now sing!)

La la la la la la la la (Uh-huh)

La la la la la la la la (Bounce)

Bounce, bounce, bounce, yeah

Bounce, bounce, yeah

Golden State