go hard or go home

introducing.e-40.the almighty.707.rick rock.federation. go hey hey. go hard, ooh.verbal vomit.i keep one on it, not the scroll but you can call me ebonics, sideshows going nutty dumbing out, take the wrong turn and get your roof stomped out, old school vans doors open, me and my coupe, and some stoners we get high like shaggy from scooby doo, i'm whiskeyed, i'm hit, i ain't go no patience, but i'm a couple tacos short of a combination, ooh.get on your head like a shovel from the gravel, when them scandalous dope deals be going sour, look how swivel the metal flower want the fast quarter fuck a slow nickel 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 trill phones, sidekicks and ringtones, go hard or go home, go hard. go hard or go home,? to the moon i coon like high school, my goons take no prisoners.what fool, what's beef. swinging through the drive-through, smash the front, jackin' off. if you're from the yay, that's what. open up the doors, go?, sick, monkey on my back, psychos on my milk, won't let me go, down my throat, yes, cause, buzz, what, i, go, numb, slack folks like droop-e too, put thumb on the back like rick on the npc, we jumping on the top, man, scrape hella cool, 3 or 4 niggas trying to cave in your roof, little purp, cuss like a sailor, hammer on my waist tim the toolman taylor, get rich, hate being poor, my bitch keep asking for juicy couture, in the club, you know we strapped up, my white tee shirt look like coke wrapped up, forces and jeans, can't wear slacks, got good hair, no wave cap, smoke block, standing on the curb, same niggas with me i been knowing since the 3rd, tryna get it, sucks being bummy, never should've give you niggas money, 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 relations, some like hannibal, i'm a mammal, ain't with monkeys like mike and emmanuel, change the channel, rearrange panels, 0-7 like the perm old cabby, and this baby she don't bring patties, she can't ride shotgun in the brougham caddy, pull my nigga in, let him count paint, don't cut him off like j did dane, sick wit it