Rock City

Rock City - Goin Hard lyrics

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[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother fucker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker [?]

What I look like working from nine to five, yow!
Fuck your think I rhyme for
[?] upon the scene in a hoop [?]
Or mother fucking mercy [?]
Damn right, I'm a get [?]
And do what I can to survive, so
You can go to ahead and let my minds know
That I'm out here on my grind, though
All days, that's why I go
Like ain't no tomorrow
Go hard till I die, whore
I'm a grind even with my eyes closed!
Don't matter what your hustle is,
If you're a dope [?] and drive slow
Cause when you're young and black and getting into the low dough
You gotta look out for fire, foe!
Why you think people can't [?]?
When everything, I [?]
The hood man, can't even afford to [?]
Wife bitching, head spinning, can't even stand straight
Baby [?] we're [?] lights caught
I gonna have to [?]

[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother fucker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker [?]

Fuck a thing niggers hustle for
[?] push a [?] just to see that they're momma straight.
Fuck the thing she upon that [?]
Tuition ain't gonna pay itself
Twenty one, is she on her own?
The chick she gotta go help herself!
Fuck the things niggers [?]
Cause the niggers got no bucks
Started crying her momma [?] and [?]
Minimal wage ain't gonna last us
Long enough to get to the [?]
Tell a judge like 50cent, kiss a [?]
Are we [?] so we gonna buy our [?]
Real niggers you all gonna love this
Every hood gonna pump this
Fake niggers really don't matter
Cause I'll be on some fuck shit!

[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother fucker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker [?]

[?] same day that you came out
On the grind, money on your mind
Head it right back [?] same round
What else you're supposed to do
When you know all you [?]?
While you was gone, it was [?]
[?] you gotta head to [?]
I play the [?] when I'm dead, nigger
Still here, I ain't no [?]
Never catch me in bed, nigger
I'll be on the job, go ask him!
Rough living, no aspirins
Fuck chilling, no slacking
When it comes to grinding and then going hard
I know [?], nigger blow Jackson
Breaking in your neighbor house
For showing off that flag [?]
When you know, they sleep on the streets out here
They can't get [?] of that bad dreams
On the block, you might get shot
And I ain't talking about no vaccines
When is hot, you might see the cops,
And nigger on the run, like they're on the track scene!

[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother fucker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother fucker [?]

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Language: English

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