Rihanna / Rated R - 03 Hard (feat. Jeezy) | Текст песни

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• Rihanna / Rated R
• 03 Hard (feat. Jeezy)

They can say whatever
Ima do whatever
No pain is forever Yup!
You know this
Tougher than a lion
Aint no need in tryin
I live where the sky ends Yup!
You know this

Never lying
Truth teller
That Rihanna reign just wont let up
All black on
Black top shades
Black top maybach
Ima rock this sh*t
Like fashion
As in goin to this Gang stop
And my runway never looked so clear
But the hottest bit** in heels right here
No fear
And while youre gettin your cry on
Im gettin my fly on
Sincere
I see you aiming at my pedestal
I better let you know

That I, I, I, I'm so hard
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I'm so hard
So hard, So hard...
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (That Rihanna range just wont let up)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (That Rihanna range just wont let up)
So hard...

All up on it
Know u wanna clone it
Aint like me (that chick to flaunt it)
Ride this beat beat beat (like a pony)
Meet me at the top (top) top
(Getting loaded)
Who think they test me now?
Run through this town I shut it down
Brilliant resilient fanmail from 27 million

And I want it all
Gonna take more than that
Hope that I know you got

I need it all
The money the fame the cars the clothes
I cant just let you run up on me like that (all up on me like that) yeah

I see you aiming on my pedestal
So I think I gotta let u know

That I, I, I, I'm so hard
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I'm so hard
That I, I, I, I'm so hard
So hard...
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (That Rihanna range just wont let up)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (That Rihanna range just wont let up)
So hard

Go hard or go home
Back to your residence
Soon the red doors get a block back to the presidents
I used to run my old block like Obama did
You don't gotta believe me, go ask my momma then

Couldn't even come in my room
Smell like a kilo
Look like me and two of my boys playin' casino
Cali's all I keep in my bag in California
Tell them to give me back my swag
They try to clone me

You see my Louis chucks, Louis bag, Louis frames, Louis belt
What that make me
Louis mane

I'm in the all white party wearin' all black
With my new black watch called the heart attack
Cardiac arrest, cardiac wrist
Yeah, they say they're hard
They aint hard as this

Hard!


Where them girls talkin trash at?
Where they at?
Where them bloggers at?
Where they at?
Where your lighters at?
Where they at?

So hard...

That I, I, I, I'm so hard
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I'm so hard
So hard, So hard, so hard
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (That Rihanna range just wont let up)
So hard, so hard..