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    Wiz Khalifa

    Goodbye

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    Добавлена 17 февраля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
    I'ma go hard or I'ma go home
    I haven't been there you know in so long
    So goodbye
    Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
    I'ma go hard or I'ma go home
    I haven't been there you know in so long
    So goodbye
    I worked for everything I own
    Dare a nigga try and take it
    Take 300 on the frames
    Just from blocking out you haters
    Swear they're in my way
    They in my rear view mirror
    If a nigga act stupid
    I'ma let him get his issue
    Everything designer
    And my back seat's reclining
    Got a thing for looking good
    And blowing money like it's tissue
    But niggaz see you eating
    Get to starving for a plate
    Well, you don't give it when they hate
    That's why my niggas keep a biscuit
    It's no gimmick
    I talk it how I live it
    So when a nigga cross the finish
    Gotta push it to the limit
    Got a mom and little sister
    I plan on taking care of
    Lost my uncle this year
    Couple niggas in the system
    So I roll
    No telling where I'm landing
    But I know something
    That I'm going towards the money
    I can see you niggas slacking
    Everyday I'm on my job
    Yung Khalifa going hard
    Till the I'm last man standing
    Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
    Go hard or I'ma go home
    I haven't been there you know in so long
    So goodbye
    Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
    Go hard or I'ma go home
    I haven't been there you know in so long
    So goodbye
    Got my eyes on this money
    And some good weed burning
    Buying from ya, you got it grand
    Going hard is not an option
    Now these niggas acting jealous
    'Cause they feel like they ain't shining
    And they little shit stop
    When it's big shit popping
    ??
    Gotta keep it in my system
    60 box of Cigarellos
    'Cause I blow it by the onion
    Pack up some dollar bills
    Send some paper to my younging
    'Cause he just like Steve Francis
    He be playing with them rockets
    Whipping on the wheel
    Got my peddle to the medal
    'Bout to hit another city
    Ain't no point of getting settled
    Straight onto the plane
    Ain't been home in so long
    You think it's my cologne
    But it's money that you smelling
    Eyes like my father
    Can't stand my older brother
    Got some niggas doing years
    'Cause of funny niggas telling
    Nigga, I'ma be grinding
    Till the day that I expire
    I've been running through the batch
    Till I'm the last man standing
    Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
    Go hard or I'ma go home
    I haven't been there you know in so long
    So goodbye
    Tell 'em, go home 'cause I'ma go hard
    Go hard or I'ma go home
    I haven't been there you know in so long
    So goodbye
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