| I’m goin' hard, I got them cards
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| This is a Ram in my garage
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| I got them loads in my garage
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| Niggas ain’t real, they a mirage
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| I caught a play at the Montage
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| Then I pulled off inside a Dodge
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| I am not broke, I keep a wad
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| I’m on an island, I hit a PAWG
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| I bought the Maybach just for the fall
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| I got her number and I never call
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| Get off a flight and I tear down a mall
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| Hop in a bitch and I tear down her walls
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| Fuck a long bid, I’ma shoot at the law
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| Fuck a long bid, I’ma bond out tomorrow
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| Fuck a long sentence, I’ll go on the run
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| I got that zaza polluting my lungs
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| Dirty ass money polluting my funds
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| Fifties and hundreds, I don’t do ones
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| I know she a thot, she not a nun
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| She finna blow me just like a gun
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| First class flight, I just went to Kailua
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| Already shining, I don’t need no jeweler
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| Ice cube wrist, I don’t need no cooler
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| Runnin' to the check, let me lace up my Pumas
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| Runnin' to the check, let me lace up my Louis
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| I took a broad in from Saint Louis
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| X-Men hundreds, they blue like Beast
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| So my pockets, they got them mutants
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| Russian AK came straight from Putin
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| Fakin' out the FBI, nigga, I’m jukin'
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| Everything legal, this weed I’m juicing
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| I ain’t buy her shit, so she callin' me frugal
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| Had to cut the bitch off, she was too stupid
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| Nigga, I’ma shoot just like Porziņģis
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| Nigga, I’ma shoot just like I’m Luka
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| Sometimes I meditate just like Buddha
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| I don’t fuck around, I’ll do a nigga gruesome
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| Got at least ten different broads in Houston
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| These niggas ain’t got drive, they useless
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| Everything I put my mind to, I’m doin'
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| I don’t need features, they’ll fuck up my music
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| Everything free on me from boostin'
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| Sing to a bad bitch, nigga, I’m croonin'
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| Burned down the CP spot, I’m movin'
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| Burned out a laptop, nigga, I’m focused
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| Ridin' in a double R, nigga, I’m Ghost-ing
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| Clean ass bitch, yeah, nigga, I’m soakin'
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| Ridin' with a top model, yeah, she a trophy
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| I’m goin' hard, I got them cards
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| This is a Ram in my garage
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| I got them loads in my garage
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| Niggas ain’t real, they a mirage
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| I caught a play at the Montage
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| Then I pulled off inside a Dodge
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| I am not broke, I keep a wad
|
| I’m on an island, I hit a PAWG
|
| I bought the Maybach just for the fall
|
| I got her number and I never call
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| Get off a flight and I tear down a mall
|
| Hop in a bitch and I tear down her walls
|
| Fuck a long bid, I’ma shoot at the law
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| Fuck a long bid, I’ma bond out tomorrow
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| Fuck a long sentence, I’ll go on the run
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| I got that zaza polluting my lungs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Goin Hard , by - Money Man. Song from the album State of Emergency, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп