Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Go Hard Or Go Home (Game Diss)

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(feat. Riz)

[Lloyd Banks:]

Yeah you gotta hold your own

Uh huh

Go hard or go home

[Verse 1:]

Banks I ball like my clocks runnin' out

And still come through on the clutch to make 'em shout

Wipe the sweater off

And jet off

In something new

23s on the wheel and Jordan on the shoe

Its nothing to score

Thats all I really do

One after another

Hit and burn rubber

I swung with the silver I grew up around the way

Where you had to sweep all the glass before you play

Hes a top C like 80 to a no

Like Shady with the flow

Like McGrady on the goal

My name ring like M-80s when it blow

I hit the ladies then I go

Its three Mercedes and a Rolls

You know?

I got my heart from the street

Learned how to hustle in dirty and concrete

And when you get ya hands dirty you don't get to sleep

And if you don't go hard you don't get to eat

[Chorus: Riz]

When ya ball in the streets you gotta hold your own

Grind its crunch time go hard or go home

Player you wanna shine go hard or go home

When that money on the line go hard or go home

When ya ball in the streets you gotta hold your own

Grind its crunch time go hard or go home

Player you wanna shine go hard or go home

When that money on the line go hard or go home

[Verse 2: Riz]

I only took it out the ghetto go hard on the black top

Ill with the peel are you real then jumpshot

Killa with the crooks had the crab goin' crazy

I'm about to zone out like Kobe goin' for 80

Got a name in the street from pushin' the rock well

Tryin to double double hit the block with a twelve twelve

Mike was the best when he left the game changed

I'm runnin' through the league like Lebron homie King James

You know the name

Player you see the chain

Pink, White and Yellow call it the triple double

Lloyd Banks and Riz like Allen and Carmello

Nuggets sit in the bezel

Ill the grill yellow

Hello

We goin' hard hate it or love it

You ball on a budget

I'm makin' moves straight to the bucket

Might catch me in the Lastrace spittin that fire

On that puff puff pass like Nash the Stadermire

[Chorus: Riz]

When ya ball in the streets you gotta hold your own

Grind its crunch time go hard or go home

Player you wanna shine go hard or go home

When that money on the line go hard or go home

When ya ball in the streets you gotta hold your own

Grind its crunch time go hard or go home

Player you wanna shine go hard or go home

When that money on the line go hard or go home

Thanks to Corey for these lyrics

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