Harder Yo Gotti (Ft. Rick Ross)

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Ok the beat go hard but I go harder
I can die a drug dealer, but im smarter
Pair of forgiato rims I could of bought a charger
But dem bitches make the lambo look a little more harder
King of my city north memphis we’re like Harlem
Blood gang crips too we gon' eat regardless
See me on the news ,yeah I beat dem charges
All them young dudes were runnin,duckin, had em dodging
Blood shed, my niggas in the fed
My nigga Gucci die I can't let nuthing slide
Ridgecrest where I resign Ridgecrest what I provide
Young nigga with them choppas ‘cause I know they gonna ride
Fuck if I die today I went to church I pay my tax
I leave my son a couple million dollars so I did alright
Harder, ain’t no nigga in this streets that built like me sold bricks like me
Mexico, took trips like me
Texaco ain't nothing but gas
Thou shoot, thou shall not pass
I break bread so no fuck me nigga i’m a real nigga and I was built to last

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
Hard hard i’m hard hard hard i’m hard
Hard hard i’m hard
In the kitchen I whip it harder
Top drop riding harder
Hard hard i’m hard hard hard i’m hard
In the kitchen I Whip it harder
Real nigga I live harder
Hard hard i’m hard