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lirik lagu dj mutante - h.a.r.d.c.o.r.e.

[intro]
i’m on my way to albee square mall without biz
and i’mma let the world know what time it is
feel so good to be real now, that’s word
now i’mma bout to do mad sh~t you ain’t heard

a scene, except maybe on a movie screen
it’s time to spray more heads than afro sheen
it’s all about the green, gunshots and cars
fat blunts and b~tches that work in strip bars

polo and hillfiger don’t make your ass fly
same thing that make a n~gga laugh and make em cry
the way my brain think now is murder for life
i run with kids who bids and act trife

i got some catchin’ up to do
so lemme get two hundred dimebags and three lighters too
dressed in all camo my left pocket’s the ammo
for whoever should wanna gеt clever, now run the lеver

no more mr. nice guy f~ck faith and hope
them dumb b~tches cause now i’m at the end of my rope
i just watched scarface for the sixth time
laughin’ bout that bullsh~t way i used to rhyme about
“keep your eyes on the prize” f~ck that
keep your eyes on your money, your hand on your gat
i been reprogrammed and that’s how i feel
i just walked into the mall now it’s time to prove them real

[hook]
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f~ck all the b~tches and the hoes
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the hookers and the stunts
(ya hardcore)
i’ve got a uzi in my clothes
(ya hardcore)
i drink 40s and smoke blunts
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the b~tches and the hoes
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the hookers and the stunts
(ya hardcore)
i’ve got a uzi in my clothes
(ya hardcore)
i drink 40s and smoke blunts
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the b~tches and the hoes
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the hookers and the stunts
(ya hardcore)
i’ve got a uzi in my clothes
(ya hardcore)
i drink 40s and smoke blunts
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the b~tches and the hoes
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the hookers and the stunts
(ya hardcore)
i’ve got a uzi in my clothes
(ya hardcore)
i drink 40s and smoke blunts
(ya hardcore)
my gun, i’m movin’ with the gun

[refrain]
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)
shot him down, shot him shot him down!
(i shot him down)

boom, and a pow! i just shot him down!
[refrain]
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run
i bought a gun, you better run

[verse 3]
i got it yesterday in north carolina, for 8 and a quarter, now i’m feeling out of order
i had it up to here, and i swear my controller caught my finger slippin’
i’m gonna shoot the nervous one, and the brave one, the misbehaved one

now today, a mild average citizen no longer wants to play
it’s kind of like that movie falling down with michael wendin or somethin’
been a struggle, but still, i smuggled this

automatic handgun back to new york mad easy, and y’all wonder why the streets are sleezy
ever since the day of reckoning, start beckoning for tomorrow, cause i feel no type of sorrow

[hook]
f~ck all the b~tches and the hoes
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the lookers and the stunts
(ya hardcore)
i’ve got an uzi in my clothes
(ya hardcore)
i drink 40s and smoke blunts
(ya hardcore)

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[verse 4]
murder murder murder and k!ll k!ll k!ll
i’mma bust shots at will so don’t stand still
everybody talk about gun smoke and death
so f~ck it i’mma bust it until no lives are left

my most favorite tapes in the world
is 2pac and biggie, boss is the girl
can’t forget the geto boys, they make noise
bone thugs~n~harmony i wanna be

my mobb deep tape i done ran in the ground
and spice 1 get more run than jim brown
snoop dogg and the dog pound make me bark
i’m dressed in all black and out after dark

i used to get good grades but now i see the light
ain’t sh~t more fun than a gun fight right?
i’m going out like i just got fried
from the post office, who’s the hardest on the surface

ain’t gonna matter cause the brave turn to weak
as soon as this gun start, the elite will hear me speak

[hook]
f~ck all the b~tches and the hoes
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the hookers and the stunts
(ya hardcore)
i’ve got a uzi in my clothes
(ya hardcore)
i drink 40s and smoke blunts
(ya hardcore)

h.a.r.d.c.o.r.e
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f~ck all the b~tches and the hoes
(ya hardcore)
f~ck all the hookers and the stunts
(ya hardcore)
i’ve got a uzi in my clothes
(ya hardcore)
i drink 40s and smoke blunts
(ya hardcore)

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