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letra de act like u know - ten wanted men

(1. verse: hardcore)
yo what’s up motherf-ckers my name is hardcore and i’m pimping all y’all b-tches and hoes
man and you know its gone be o
when the 94 punches through the door
cause that’s when hardcore eliminates competition
sit in the back rows
b-tching up about they music cause they say that they harder
but my music ain’t got nothing to do with the way i bust a rhyme
i’m blowing your mind dropping a dime on your [?]
i told you i was coming so back up
so here i come up just like a timebomb i react when the time come
to do what i gotta do and that’s to make them n-ggas run fool
i thought you knеw but you didn’t so pay attention as i flow
hm you better act likе you know

(2. verse: tommy wright)
we can get into some player sh-t some gangster sh-t
whatever you want to do you fool with me it’s cool
time to pop and lock another n-gga in the trunk
if you wants to talk that sh-t you must be happy smoking that skunk [?]
cause its time to leave a b-tch in the f-cking street, in the creek
wherever you go you hoes gon be 6 feet deep
time to push a buster motherf-cker of the memphis bridge
time to split a n-gga wig
aks my n-ggas down on tree
creeping never sleeping cause my bag is [?]
you’ll get burned by some lead
popping leaving bodies dropping through that infrared
creeping that .44 getting so high cause a n-gga like me don’t know [?] who die
but b-tches and snitches get tooted the worst by n-ggas pulling triggers [?]
strapping and slapping that b-tch so quick
one man gang tommy wright
straight from 4 corners pimpin ville
where they creep at night
living on the west side
players gots to duck and dive
rocks in my pocket
player haters just can’t stop it
taking a [?]
sipping a [?]
with my n-ggas as we slang them thangs
ain’t no use of lying to the police mane
we a gang
hardcore [?] and the 4 corner og’s
the magnolia crime clique sticking you up and leaving you sick
gotta do a stang, gotta gang bang sh-t don’t change
creeping real fast for your cash hoe
so where its stashed?
pass me a ghetto license
take my picture with a glock in it and if [?]
i gots to pack my glock 17
pull the trigger blow a b-st-rd all the way to [?]
bring me some
if you got some sh-lls cause i’m low as h-ll
constantly loading
always holding pistols towards the f-cking sky
clips in my other hand
smoke from a blunt in my eye
og styled not buck wild [?] crooked packs a gun
won’t you come out with it
7897961
187 on an undercover cop
211 on them funky hoes
so perpetrate like you know

- ten wanted men

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