Go Hard

"Go Hard" is the second single from DJ Khaled's third studio album, We Global. The track features American hip hop artist Kanye West and R&B singer T-Pain. They both used the auto-tune effect. The song is produced by The Runners and it samples the 1984 single "Angel" by Madonna. It first charted on the Bubbling Under R&B/Hip Hop chart on September 9, 2008, debuting at #25, where it peaked at #15, and has started chart on the Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs debuting at #85 and then rising to #53 so far. It also debuted at #69 on the Billboard Hot 100 the same week the album We Global was released due to digital downloads, also at #19 on the Hot Rap Tracks.

"Go Hard" is featured in the 2009 video game expansion pack, Grand Theft Auto: Episodes From Liberty City, and can be found on the in-game radio station The Beat 102.7.

Music video

The official video (directed by Hype Williams) was released on November 7. The low budget music video features cameos from Ace Hood (Wearing a shirt promoting his new album, Gutta), Rick Ross, Tyson Beckford, Tay Dizm and DJ Clue among others. DJ Khaled and T-Pain shot this video and the video for T-Pain's song "Karaoke" on the same day.

Gohard

Go Hard or Gohard may refer to:

  • "Go Hard", a 2007 song by DJ Khaled
  • Saint Gohard, 9th century Roman Catholic bishop in France

  • Go Hard (La.La.La)

    "Go Hard (La.La.La)" is a single by American hip hop recording artist Kreayshawn. Released on July 24, 2012, it was the third single from Kreayshawn's debut studio album, Somethin' 'Bout Kreay (2012).

    Critical reception

    Go Hard (La.La.La) has received critical acclaim. Spin magazine's Marc Hogan noticed that Kreayshawn ditched her traditional hip hop style for the conventional electropop themes heard on the radio, remarking that "Breakfast (Syrup)"'s failure to light up mainstream music charts sparked the genre-shift.

    Music video

    The song's music video was directed by production crew Syndrome and Art Directed by Lenny Tso.

    Release information

    Purchasable release

    References

    External links

  • Lyrics of this song at MetroLyrics

  • Podcasts:

    PLAYLIST TIME:

    Go Hard

    by: Nicki Minaj

    Featuring: Lil' Wayne
    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
    If you could you would get rid of me
    Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard
    But I won't let you get to me
    You should already figure I'mma a 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'm still the one to beat
    Ain't in a rush for mainstream
    I am the streets, I am gettin' it in until the end
    I gotta go, go, go, go hard
    Gotta go, lemme get the car key
    You don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie
    Keep a marquis, everythin' sparkly
    Hit 'em on a walkie-talkie
    Hit 'em, hit 'em knock, knock
    Tell 'em let me in, my name ring bells bitch buzz me in
    And I only stop for pedestrians
    Or real, real bad lesbian
    Hit 'em wit the Mac, hit 'em wit the Tech 9
    Hit 'em wit the Ruger by the intersect sign
    Hit 'em wit a Tommy so my niggas call me Pammy
    And I always keep a jimmy in the truck or in the Lamby
    Put my whole burrough on my back and I'm gooda
    I don't wanna hear what you would, what you coulda
    I represent all the girls that stood up
    Used to drink water wit a little bit of sugar
    Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups
    Doin' the scissor-leg on the mat wit my foot up
    Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up
    Now I'm tellin' L.A. Reid to step his bid up
    And I'm tellin' President Carter he picked a winner
    Bitches like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma
    These birds all fly south in the winter
    Fuck, I look like chompin' on a chicken dinner
    You can hate me but why knock my hustle?
    I'm a be a queen no matter how they shuffle
    Skirts with the ruffle, Louis on the duffle
    I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, no muzzle
    Bitches is softer than al dente
    Cut from a different kentae, 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 the rap bitches for dinner
    This is for my gentlemen in button-ups and khakis
    This is for my nigga 7-up in Castaki
    This is for my niggas wheelying them Kawasaki's
    Shout out to the vakiees, salt fish ackees
    Kisses is to my fans unless I'm feeling kinda cocky
    Winter Wonderland is on my hand, it's kinda rocky
    I am Nicki Minaj or Lewinski
    Pumps on the clutch, right hand on the six-speed
    Write my own raps I gotta go, I gotta get me
    If you could you would get rid of me
    Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard
    But I won't let you get to me
    You should already figure I'mma a go hard
    If you was as real as me you would never
    Let another girl sit in your throne
    I done put the choke 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
    From slap and cry you start to die, so I must go harder
    Gotta make these bitches know me just like Bobby know water
    Better yet like Bubba, know shrimp but he don't say shit
    When the gun on his lip and I don't say shit put the gun
    On my hip, so I don't say shit but the gun on my hip
    If you don't wanna drown don't come on my ship
    Check how them bitches just run on my dick
    And me, I'm nasty as a son of a bitch
    I still got that bitch 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 fuckin' wit me if you fuckin wit Nick
    They ain't fuckin' wit me, they ain't fuckin' wit Nick
    Your girlfriend her decision is split
    'Cause she wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck Nick
    They wonder if he be fuckin Nick
    As long as she be fuckin' rich
    That's why I keep my luggage
    'Cause I swear y'all a fuckin' trip
    Young Money Dungeon, bitch, my swagger just punching bitch
    And I shoot like I'm from overseas, so call my gun Gunovich
    Weezy F. baby and the F is for a bunch of shit
    Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country bitch, yeah
    Wish you could get rid of Young Money
    Fuck you gone do when a bitch 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 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




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