The Gooneez

The Gooneez - Hittin' Hard lyrics

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(ft. DJ Sidereal, Bizzy Bone)

So you think that you’re banging,

And you think that you’re popping G

Yeah, you’re packing the...

Got you rapping, be stacking chips,

But you know I’ll be knocking,

Homie, just like your Hover

I’m about that hard knock life, man

Just like I’m hover!

Bitch, my name Dojo

It ain’t know when ay over

I’m trying to go for the glow,

And just trying to get that exposure

They love the culture and they love the banging shit inside their whips

It’s fucking sick, they bump these hits,

I’m feeling so good, as good as it gets

And I spit, so legit

Travel the world, I take this trips

Getting .. off the ribs, and I’ll be higher than G6

Master the mix, release it quick,

Kiss the streets, the glowy dick

Then it goes into the public and they love it when it hits

Cause when they hear it in the speakers, they just got another hit!

.. with the verse man, memorizing the words you said!

That’s why!

Hook:

Hold up, watch this!

Wait! Hold up, pump this!

Maybe banging in the car, y’all

Yeah, we’re hitting them all!

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

There, I gotta goose-goose lose

And I’m too cool, and too smooth to be boo-boo

I hear my new ... like I’m captain

Now I’m... feel the coo-coo

And I’m too blue not to gang y’all

Music bang hard, a couple of bum-bum

My two stoops spit my new shoes

Get mushu in a new suit.

Chinese had the eyes be

Down low like the eyelids

Trying me, feel the ...

Of the lime tree, get the car weed

Time speeds like a ...

Like... and a nice dream

Rhymes gleam like a shining

Hell no, can’t fuck on my psyche!

Feel I’m 19 and I’m vibing

Open mind, and no right wing

I’m bringing that lovely

Hell yeah, I might..

White man for that..

Can’t hear a thing when I’m driving

Cause that base knocks, and that Frank talk

We’re busy bound to the RE

That’s right!

Hook:

Hold up, watch this!

Wait! Hold up, pump this!

Maybe banging in the car, y’all

Yeah, we’re hitting them all!

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Yeah, we’re hitting hard, though

Even if you drop me, I’m rocking

And I’m afraid of the boxing pass the oxycontin

Obstacles, calling you from the hospitals

Stop it! Where the money at?

Gone in the way, shallow, ...

I never needed a bodyguard

You lil niggas I’m summing that

Tables like we’re beating on them,

.. still chiefing on ‘em

Bitch niggas is sleeping on me,

Free bitches is keeping on it like it’s yesterday

The best to wait the silky thing

Babym sweat like it’s seven day,

Like they’re ...

It’s a better day!

Sunny skies every day

Sticky icky surprised, it’s a better sway

Text me, I’m not serious!

To the biggest race,

Slim, give me the scheme, and I’m curious race

Serious Ray, even though you hate it...

Cremation of the spirit,

No questions, I don’t wanna hear them,

No lessons, I don’t wanna fear it,

Whoever get it, just get it!

I’m John Lennon on steroids

Pack if you ditch Vegas,

Biggie in the back seat

Little Wizy with magic engines!

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