Nicki Minaj - Go Hard lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj] Yo, SB,I think it's my time You know why? My tears have dried And I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators Young Money [Hook 1: Nicki Minaj] If you could, you would get rid of me f** you gone do when a b**h try to go hard? But I won't let you get to me You should already figure I'mma go hard If you was as real as me you would never let another girl sit in your throne I done put the choke hold on now, they screaming, "Nicki leave me alone!" I am, I'm still the one to beat Ain't in a rush for mainstream, I am the streets I am getting it in until the end I gotta go Go, go hard! [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Carter called, lemme get the car key,you don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie Keep a marquee, everything sparkly(Man down!) Hit him on the walkie-talkie Hit 'em, hit em, knock-knock, tell 'em let me in, my name ring bells, b**h buzz me in (BZZZZ!) And I only stop for pedestrians (Oh!) Or a real, real bad lesbian Hit 'em with the MAC, hit 'em with the TEC-nine,hit 'em with the Ruger, by the intersect sign Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my n***as call me Pammy And I always keep the jammy, in the trunk or in the Lamby (O-WAH! Put my whole borough on my back and I'm good-a I don't wanna hear what you would, what you could-a I represent all the girls that stood up (Uhn!) Used to drink water with a little bit of sugar (Oh..) Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups (One, two! "Breathes") Doing the scissor-leg, on the mat, with my foot up Young black pin-up, all of my b**hes did up Now I'm telling LA Reid, to step his bid up And I'm telling President Carter, he picked a winner,b**hes like Nelly and Kelly, got a dilemma These birds all fly south, in the winter f** I look like? Chomping on a chicken dinner? You can hate me, but why knock my hustle? I'mma be the queen, no matter how they shuffle Skirts with the ruffle, Louis on the duffle I'm a bad b**h, no muzzle Singing: (Aha-uh, aha-uh, aha-uh, ah-ah-ah-ah, aha-uh, aha-uh, aha-uh) No muuuuz-zlllllle, hahahaha b**hes is softer than Al Dente,cut from a different kente Tell em I'm the ninja, Weezy is my Sensei So I call him Splinter, faster than a sprinter Gimme my chopsticks, I'll have these rap b**hes for dinner This is for my gentlemen, in bu*ton-ups, and khakis This is for my n***a, Seven Up, in Castaki This is for my n***as, wheelying them Kawasakis Shout out, to the Vackee's, Saltfish Ackees Kisses to my fans, unless I'm feeling, kinda co*ky Winter Wonderland, is on my hand, it's kind of rocky I am Nicki, Minaj, or Lewinski Pump's on the clutch, right hand, on the 6-speed Write my own raps, I gotta go, I gotta get me (gotta get me) [Hook 2: Nicki Minaj] If you could, you would get rid of me f** you gone do when a b**h try to go hard? But I won't let you get to me You should already figure I'mma go hard If you was as real as me You would never let another girl sit in your throne I done put the choke hold on now They screaming, "Nicki leave me alone!" I am, I will, I gots to win I'm still looking around for my competition I am getting it in until the end I gotta go, go, go Go hard! [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] From slap-and-cry you start to die, so I must go harder Gotta make these b**hes know me just like Bobby know water Better yet, like Bubba know shrimp, but he don't say sh** when the gun on his lip And I don't say sh**, put the gun on my hip, so I don't say sh** but the gun on my hip If you don't wanna drown don't come on my ship, check out how them b**hes just run on my dick And me, I'm still nasty as a son of a b**h, I still got that b**h cum on my lips If you ain't got money, don't come on my strip, and if you got money, don't come on my strip I wear that metal; no Olympic, but I can still make you tumble and flip You f**ing with me if you f**ing with Nic, they ain't f**ing with me, they ain't f**ing with Nic Your girlfriend her decision is split cause she wanna f** me and she wanna f** Nic They wonder if he be f**ing Nic, as long as she be f**ing rich That's why I keep my luggage cause I swear y'alls a f**ing trip Young Money dungeon b**h, my swagger is punching b**h And I shoot like I'm from overseas, so call my gun "Gunovich" Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for a bunch of sh** Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country, b**h [Hook 3: Nicki Minaj] Wish you could get rid of Young Money f** you gone do when a b**h try to go hard? But I won't let you get to me You should already figure I'mma go hard If you was as real as me you would never Let another girl sit in your throne I done put the choke hold on now They screamin', "Nicki leave me alone" I am, I will, I gots to win I'm still lookin' around for my competition I am gettin' it in until the end I gotta go, go, go, go hard