Chords for Nicki Minaj - Go Hard Lyrics

[Fm] _ _ _ Pay attention.
[A#] Speak. _
[C#] Holiday C, Nick.
[Cm] _ _ _
[Fm] _ I think it's my fault. _ _
[C#] You know [Fm] why? _ _ _ _
_ My tears have dried. _ _ _
[C#] And I know that no weapon formed [Cm] against me will prosper. _
[Fm] _ _ _ And I truly believe that my [A#] haters are my [C#] motivators.
_ [F] Holiday C, Nick.
If you could, [Fm] you would get rid of me.
What you gonna do when they [C#] try to go hard?
But all it could get [Fm] to me, you should already figure out my goals.
_ _ _ _ The girls sit [C#] in your phone.
I done put the jump [Fm] on, now they [D#] screamin',
Nicky, leave [A#] me alone.
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ Ain't in no rush for misery.
[D#] I am [Fm] the street.
_ In, in, in, until the end, I [C#] gotta go.
_ _ _ [Fm] Let _ _ me get the car key.
You don't want it with the Harajuku [C#] Barbie.
Keep a marquee, everything [E] sparkly.
[Cm] Hit em on the wookie [Dm] coffee.
Hit em, hit em, knock knock, tell em let me in.
[F] My name ring bells, bitch, plug me in.
[C#] And I only stop for [A#] pedestrians or real, real bad lesbians.
Hit em with a Mac, [Fm] hit em with a pack nice.
Hit em with a Ruga by the [G#] intersex line.
Hit em with a Tommy so my niggas call me Pammy.
And I always do [D#] the jammy in the trunk with [F] no lip.
Put my whole borrow on my back and I'm good.
I don't wanna hear what you were, what [C#] you coulda.
I ain't represent all the girls that stood up.
[Gm] Used to drink water [F] with a lot of struggle.
Now I'm in the gym with [Fm] my squats and [G#] my sit-ups.
Doing the sit-up like on the mat with [C#] my foot up.
Young black pin-up, all of my bitches dig up.
Now I'm telling L.A. Reid, cause I'm [F] a bidder.
And I'm [Fm] telling President Carter, he picked a winner.
[F] Bitches like Nelly and Kelly got a [C#] dilemma.
[C#m] These girls will fly south and know when I fuck.
I look like Trump [F] and on a check and a nine.
You can [Fm] hate me, but why not my hustle?
I'ma be the queen no matter how they shuffle.
[C#] Skirts with a ruffle, do we wanna duffle?
I'm a [Fm] bad bitch, no muscle.
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[C#] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ Bitch, [Fm] you softer than Al Dente.
Cut from a different [G#] Kente.
Tell em I'm the ninja.
[C#m] Wheezy as [Fm] mice, send em to the gym.
My man's safe, so I call him Splinter.
Faster than [C#] a Sprinter.
Give me my chopsticks, I have these [D#] rabbit dicks for dinner.
[F] This is for my [Cm] gentleman and button ups in [C#] khaki.
This is for my [Cm] niggas, stuffing up in catch [F] baggie.
This is for my [G#] niggas, Willie and them cow was [C#] sacky.
Shout out to the Vaggies.
It's all [C] fish, [Fm] Acky.
This is for my fans unless [A#] I'm feeling [Fm] kind of pocky.
[G#] Winter Wonderland is on [A#] my hand.
It's kind of [F] loxy.
I am [G#] Nikki Minaj or [C#] Lewinsky, Puffs on the clutch [G#] right hand on the six [Fm] feet
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[C#] Write my own raps I gotta go I gotta [Fm] get me
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [D#m] _ _
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[C#] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ in I gotta [C#] go [G#m] go go
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[Fm] _ From slapping [G#] cry you start to [D#] die so I must [C#] go harder
Gotta make [Cm] these bitches know me just like Bob [Fm] and no water
I better get like Bubba no shrimp
But he don't say shit when I got on his [C#] lip
And I don't say shit put the gun on my [Cm] hip
So I don't say shit put the gun on my [A#] hip
He don't wanna drown don't come on my ship
Check out a [Fm] bitch that just run up my [G#] dick
And me I'm nasty as a son of a bitch
I still got that bitch cover my [F] lip
And he ain't got money don't cover my [D#] strip
And if you got money don't cover my [G#] strip
I wear that metal no Olympic
[C] But I can still make you tell me live [Fm] flip
You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with [D#] Nick
They ain't fuckin' with me they ain't fuckin' with [C#] Nick
Your girlfriend her decision is split
Cause she [D#] wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck [Fm] Nick
They wonder if he be fuckin' Nick as long as [Cm] she be fuckin' [C#] Rick
That's why I keep my levels
Cause [G] I swear y'all is a [Fm] fuckin' trip
Young money dungeon bitch
My swag is just punchin' [C#] bitch
And I shoot like I'm from [Fm] overseas
So call my gun, gun a bitch
We to F there to end the F
I got this small punch and [C#] shit
Red drape blue pill white dust
Yes I [Cm] love my punch and [Fm] fist _ _ Yeah _ _
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[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
But _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ you _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ don't do it when they try to [C#] go hard
But I want them to get to me
You should [D#] already figure I'ma [Fm] go hard
Your _ _ _ girl's [C#] sick and you're wrong
I'ma put the choke hold [Fm] now they scream and [A#] think you make me [Fm] a liar _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [Fm]
Petition
Until _ _ the end I _ go go _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _