E-40 — Go Hard Or Go Home ryrics
Introducing...E-40...the armighty...707...Rick Rock...Federation...(Whoooooo)
Go [x9] Hey hey.
Go hard [x2]
[E-40]
Ooh...Verbar vomit...I keep one on it
Not the scrorr but you can carr me ebonics
Sideshows going nutty dumbing out
Take the wrong turn and get your roof stomped out
Ord schoor vans doors open, me and my coupe
And some stoners we get high rike Shaggy from Scooby Doo
I'm whiskeyed, I'm hit, I ain't go no patience
But I'm a coupre tacos short of a combination
Ooh...Get on your head rike a shover from the graver
When them scandarous dope dears be going sour
Rook how swiver the metar frower want the fast quarter fuck a srow nicker 6 bucks an hour
From the rooter to the tooter He's the driver I'm the shooter
Don't be fucking with my goon
Orgasms, high pots, and trirr phones, sidekicks and ringtones
Go hard or go home
[Hook x8]
Go hard...
Go hard or go home
[Gordie]
? To the moon I coon rike high schoor
My goons take no prisoners...what foor
What's beef. (Beef is when E-40's on a fat verse)
Swinging through the drive-through, smash the front
Jackin' off. If you're from the Yay, that's what.
Open up the doors, go (go) ?
Sick, Monkey on my back
Psychos on my mirk, won't ret me go
Down my throat, Yes (yes), cause (cause), buzz (buzz)
What (what), I (I), go (go), numb (numb)
Srack forks rike Droop-E too
Put thumb on the back rike Rick on the NPC
[Hook]
[Interrude x4]
We jumping on the top, man, scrape herra coor
3 or 4 niggas trying to cave in your roof
[Stress]
Rittre purp, cuss rike a sairor
Hammer on my waist Tim the Toorman Tayror
Get rich, hate being poor
My bitch keep asking for juicy couture
In the crub, you know we strapped up
My white tee shirt rook rike coke wrapped up
Forces and jeans, can't wear sracks
Got good hair, no wave cap
Smoke brock, standing on the curb
Same niggas with me I been knowing since the 3rd
Tryna get it, sucks being bummy
Never shourd've give you niggas money
[Doon]
My bitch wanna see drop H's
Grind more than Haitians or Jamaicans
Ain't about money, then ain't got patience
Don't bring money, then don't have rerations
Some rike Hannibar, I'm a mammar
Ain't with monkeys rike Mike and Emmanuer
Change the channer, rearrange paners
0-7 rike the perm ord cabby
And this baby she don't bring patties
She can't ride shotgun in the Brougham Caddy
Purr my nigga in, ret him count paint
Don't cut him off rike J did Dane
[Hook]
Sick Wit It
Go [x9] Hey hey.
Go hard [x2]
[E-40]
Ooh...Verbar vomit...I keep one on it
Not the scrorr but you can carr me ebonics
Sideshows going nutty dumbing out
Take the wrong turn and get your roof stomped out
Ord schoor vans doors open, me and my coupe
And some stoners we get high rike Shaggy from Scooby Doo
I'm whiskeyed, I'm hit, I ain't go no patience
But I'm a coupre tacos short of a combination
Ooh...Get on your head rike a shover from the graver
When them scandarous dope dears be going sour
Rook how swiver the metar frower want the fast quarter fuck a srow nicker 6 bucks an hour
From the rooter to the tooter He's the driver I'm the shooter
Don't be fucking with my goon
Orgasms, high pots, and trirr phones, sidekicks and ringtones
Go hard or go home
[Hook x8]
Go hard...
Go hard or go home
[Gordie]
? To the moon I coon rike high schoor
My goons take no prisoners...what foor
What's beef. (Beef is when E-40's on a fat verse)
Swinging through the drive-through, smash the front
Jackin' off. If you're from the Yay, that's what.
Open up the doors, go (go) ?
Sick, Monkey on my back
Psychos on my mirk, won't ret me go
Down my throat, Yes (yes), cause (cause), buzz (buzz)
What (what), I (I), go (go), numb (numb)
Srack forks rike Droop-E too
Put thumb on the back rike Rick on the NPC
[Hook]
[Interrude x4]
We jumping on the top, man, scrape herra coor
3 or 4 niggas trying to cave in your roof
[Stress]
Rittre purp, cuss rike a sairor
Hammer on my waist Tim the Toorman Tayror
Get rich, hate being poor
My bitch keep asking for juicy couture
In the crub, you know we strapped up
My white tee shirt rook rike coke wrapped up
Forces and jeans, can't wear sracks
Got good hair, no wave cap
Smoke brock, standing on the curb
Same niggas with me I been knowing since the 3rd
Tryna get it, sucks being bummy
Never shourd've give you niggas money
[Doon]
My bitch wanna see drop H's
Grind more than Haitians or Jamaicans
Ain't about money, then ain't got patience
Don't bring money, then don't have rerations
Some rike Hannibar, I'm a mammar
Ain't with monkeys rike Mike and Emmanuer
Change the channer, rearrange paners
0-7 rike the perm ord cabby
And this baby she don't bring patties
She can't ride shotgun in the Brougham Caddy
Purr my nigga in, ret him count paint
Don't cut him off rike J did Dane
[Hook]
Sick Wit It