E-40 – Go Hard Or Go Home lyrics

(feat. The Federation)

Introducing... E-40... The almighty... 707... Rick Rock... Federation...(Whoooooo)

Go [x9] Hey hey.

Go hard [x3]

[E-40]
Ooh... Verbal vomit... I keep one on it
Not the scrill but you can call me ebonics
Sideshows goin nutty dumbin out
Take the wrong turn and get your roof stomped out
Old school vans doors open, me and my coupe
We some stoners we get high like Shaggy from Scooby Doo(Shaggy)
I'm whiskeyed, I'm hit, I ain't go no patience pimpin'
And I'm a couple tacos short of a combination
Ooh... Get on your head like a shovel from the gravel
Where them scams dope deals be goin sour
Recon swivel roll metal flower want the fast quarter fuck a slow nigga 6 bucks an hour(6 bucks an hour?)
From the rooter to the tooter He's the driver I'm the shooter
Don't be fuckin with my gouda
Orgasms, I-Pods, and trill phones, sidekicks and ringtones
Go hard or go home(go home)

[Hook x8]
Go hard or go home
Go hard...(or go home)

[Goldie]
Through the room to the moon I coon like high school
My goons take no prisoners... What fool
What's beef. (Beef is when E-40 is on a fat verse)
Swingin through the drive-thru, smash the front
Jackin' off. If you're from the Yay, that's what.
Open up the doors, go(go)carmo carvo
V6, Monkey on my back
Psychos on my milk, won't let me go
Down my throat, Yes (yes), 'cause ('cause), buzz (buzz)
What (what), I (I), go (go), nuts (nuts)
Slack folks like Droop-E too
Put thumb on the back like Rick on the npc

[Hook:]

(like I did it... Originally)
[Interlude X4]
(unh)We jumpin on the top of your scrape hella deuce(unh)
3 or 4 niggas tryna cave in your roof

[Stress]
No purp, cuss like a sailor
Hammer on my waist, Tim the Toolman Taylor
Get rich, hate being poo'
My bitch keep askin for juicy catour
In the club, you know we strapped up(what else?)
My white tee shirt look like coke wrapped up
Forces and jeans, can't wear slacks
Got good hair, no wave cap
Smoke block, standin on the curb
Same niggas with me I been knowin since the 3rd
Tryna get it, sucks bein bummy
Never should'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 relations
Some like Hannibal, I'm a mammal
Hang with monkeys like Mike and Emmanuel
Change the channel, rearrange panels
All savvy like the perm on cabby
The bitch babby she don't bring patties
She can't ride shotgun in the brown Caddy
Put my nigga in, let him count paint
Don't cut him off like J did Dane

[Hook:]

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