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Harder (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Man we do this shit the long way blowing on the dope
The strong way, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder, harder

Man I know that I’m the shit
Cause these niggas be playing
My flow, my trap, my beats, my rap
Harder, harder, hard hard and hardest
Pull up in that black thing I’m looking like a goblin
Man these niggas out here stunting
Niggas out here flexing ain’t really getting money

Man we do this shit the long way
Pull up in a bentley it’s kush up in the ashtray
I be swaggin’ on a bad day
Pull up in that black thang like I’m the man mayne
Interscope came and signed me
1 Mill on the contract don’t need to remind me

Man I’m back up on my rap shit
Posted up in my black jaguar on some trap shit
Man my niggas on some real shit
My solders on this battle field, on some kill shit
I fuck around and hit the kill switch
Shooting like call of duty, with my real bitch
I swear to God that we hit licks

One day one night, I’m talking six trips
I’m an artist in the making man
I’m a masterpiece walking in a living man
I be stunting like a ceiling fan
Going in the circle and I’m killing them

They be like, “soulja boy we waiting man”
I be on the block with the nation man
This is what I do my dog
I’m on the block and I gotta stack it all
This what I’m really in
Stacking up my money and my dividends
For real man I’ve been the man
Posted on the block with the activist
Niggas know it’s happening
This ain’t no warrant even bruh this a statue dig
Focused with my main chick
Doing what I want to entertainment
And I am flexing
My beat go so hard on my necklace

In the hood I check in
Cash out on a chicken
Pull up in a bentley
Niggas think they really flexing
I pull up drop top, I’m flexing
Ain’t no reason man I’m on it
I’m smoking kush and I’m living in the moment
Pull up what the move is
Make a movie stunting in jacuzzis
Real talk I’m on deck
6 Pounds of kush got me rolling
Pull up to the block rims slow man
This just what I do dog
I go so hard I’m off the loose dog
I pull up and I’m like “screw y’all”
I’m on tv and I’m on that screw dog

Call me soulja boy beezy
Or call me soulja beezy
I post up making it happen man
Running across the train tracks
Smoking on that main shit I be sipping
Sipping on that acti’
Pull up in a muthafucking taxi
Posted hard with the block doe
Sod man my block getting hot ho
Niggas flexing they don’t want to
I’m on the block getting money with my partners
We at the table eating lobster
I’m smoked out leaned out and I’m popping
Niggas talking bout “he dropping”

I don’t give a fuck about them because they flopping
All my gangster shit be popping
I’m on the stage 30 racks for the option
60 Racks just so mandatory
Coming and I’m swinging like I’m madden tory
This shit been going in my inventory
I’ve been going ham
Stacking at the top man
Getting all this muthafucking guowp man
I hit the block I’m looking like, “hi hater”
30 Million dollars and a skyscraper

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Harder (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(feat. Ras Kass, Saafir (Golden State Warriors))
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

[Ras Kass]
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 (ooooohhh)
Oh, if the shoe fits buy a matching shirt
Ya nothing take ya face and attach dirt
Catch me and my niggas wit strick-9
Strictly constrict 9 triggas disfigure ya figure
Our figgas got bigger, niggas 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!

[chorus]
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)

[Saafir]
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

[chorus]
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 one)
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)

[Xzibit]
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
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

[chorus]
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)
[X2]

Bounce… Bounce… Bounce… Yeah… Golden State

Harder (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão


Oh oh my my my
My bed’s up all night
Work me till i moan
Drives me out of my mind

Why it’s so hard
You’re made out of cold steel
Why it’s so hard
Music man running my wheel

Just keep me burning

Just keep me yearning
Put my whole body on fire
Burning whole body desire

Why it’s so hard
Yeah taking me over
Why it’s so hard
My cold steel soldier

Harder x3
Vow

Oh oh make me beg
He’s sweet in my bed
Work me till i’m done
Mad dog can sure hunt

Why it’s so hard
Daddy made out of cold steel
Why it’s so hard
C’mon daddy drive my wheel

Harder x3
Wow

Why it’s so hard
You’re taking me over
Why it’s so hard
My cold steel soldier

Harder x3
Yeah