Lyrics Jr. Roy Jones – Go Hard, Go Home

Who you ice grillin’ why is you eyeing
It’s nothin to me you little niggaz
Can’t collide with a giant
You hard headedwith fucks so defiant
Think it’s sweet we hold heat
Don’t try us my weight up like the kid
Pump iron if I squeeze enemy’s better duck
Or dey dyin dats my word
On my seeds yeah
I mean that for my youngins I’ll do life in da bing
Scrap and fuck niggaz
I don’t got no friends just associates
I keep them a distance that’s appropriate
Enter my zone a get you cracked maybe choked a bit
Snap til you motionless best you with a bat til it snap
And I broke the shit if this weak
you want to act then approach
And get clapped when the toaster spit

Giz
Go hard or go home is the motto this year
See the game don’t wait
Ain’t no time for fear
A lot of niggaz gonna hate when they get left in the rear
But scared money don’t make money, that’s just how I feel
A lot of people be like Giz how you get that deal
It didn’t happen over night had to be patient you hear

Well there’s a lot of other niggaz with some banging CD’s
But they still ain’t fucking with Giz let me tell you
A lot of niggaz tring to be like me but it’s hard
And every chance I get I pull they card
I ain’t gotta try hard to spit game at ya’ll niggaz
Keep talking slick I’m a take aim at ya’ll niggaz
Ya’ll a bust in the air
Scream lets take it to war only got seventeen shots
I got about eighty more
Ten is goin through you the other ten in your home
Twenty is spitting at your crew the rest I save for the law