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Текст песни Ice-T f Radzay, Bazaro and Grip - Hardcore

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(Intro: Ice-T)Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly SinIt`s all about that hardcore mindGot my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in the houseWe gonna do it for all the hardcore niggas out there like this...(Radzay)A hard hit makes a soft ass, that`s what they told me huh!I`m totally gone, I`m in another zone nigga put me on thisWe layin` stick, my lyrics is heatHavin` visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep - nigga peepI remember watchin` the news, dead people in jimmy bagI got a Nine nigga get me madAnd watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin`I`m cats and crippin`, lickin` is civil like Jack the RipperI`m on a mission drippin`-a-fogAn when it sees a million motherfuckers deceasedsome of police are brutal hog, I`m actor-baitin`No hesitation to slice a motherfucker in thirty placesFuck a case - ain`t leavin` traces here to Redder-DipI`m aimin` a - automatic find a bitch I`m hangin` upProtainin` up, boss strangler, better save my motherFlat packs will end as brothers - the bloody coversBloody gloves like Yo-J, AK`s my brainwavesI`ll strung a nigga all day to my dear play you won`t be comin` backI put that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce dropMy bloody mask revealin` Jason it`s non-stopThe cemetary is what you facin`My steel shot is smokin` like chainsaws, brains callrecommend that you get your homies and watch your motherfuckin` game fall(Chorus)I only like my shit hardcore(Radzay, South Central L.A. nigga)I only like my shit hardcoreI only like my shit hardcoreI only like my shit hardcore(Ice-T)Prepare for the night that you never wantedThese streets is taunted, blacked out impala with the big rims on itHit`cha corner with the lights out, bitch it`s onDuck down wit`cha kids, you know what you didMotherfuck what your niggas say, watch for the ricochetit`s gonna be hard to hear much, once my trigger sprayThat`s neither here nor there, just bewareCause when I bust off my gat flings like a roll flairYou now listenin` to - the most hated and most loved at the same time cuzIce nigga what the fuck you wanna do about a TMost`cha bitch niggas can`t fuck with meCause your chin-chalked talk I can see throughLike you`re rollin` in a phat V-12Bulllshit - pull quick and have your shit cocked or droppedKeep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don`t stopIt`s motherfuckin` game to rap about, shits` for realDouble action, ain`t gotta cock back no moreGot you bitch-ass niggas sweatin` like TaiboRather lookin`, in my face, I`m just checkin` my flowSo, I advise you to keep it in the studioYour attittude, you don`t wanna meet me dudeMy crews` like a fuckin` wild bunch of escaped beastsLike scientists, cross cells of apes and G`sAll the war - get you battle gear, black fatiguesYou talk shit, your crews` catch a casualty, uh!(Chorus)I only like my shit hardcore(Ice-T nigga, what?)I only like my shit hardcoreI only like my shit hardcoreI only like my shit hardcore(Bazaro)Aiyyo my style be official, I bust like a pistolCriminal - the issue, mad shit the nigga been throughPeep now, system, handcuffs nigga listenWord up, robbin` white boys to buy bluntsThe representative - GorTek Assassin thought to be a stallionYo I be splashin` Street WarsThe hardcore Ambassador in a black four door Akaror, I attach yoursThe Marquise piece, gold teeth and medallionHeads I be sappin` like the grams I be baggin`Fightin` women, cut throat and tree smokin`Violatin`, infiltratin`, blunt bakin`Block regulatin`, the cake, bake, a brick flippin`Green expedition thicker to body stickin`Bazaro, yo I got the hardcore flowI drop to put a rock from the Bronx y`all know(Chorus)I only like my shit hardcore(Bazaro, Boogie down Bronx baby)I only like my shit hardcore(Grip)On the mic, Grip be flexin`Who`s next to wreck when I mic check, mic checkI`m checkin` any verbal an` steppin`What the fuck nigga duck you ain`t fuckin` with thisGet touched cause I lust to bust when I clutchwith the quickness, killin` lyricist when I spit thisWho`s next on my hitlist when I rip thisLyrically I`m material, the Rap War Generaldroppin` hoes quicker than a syllable, yeah you killableYour style, unfillable, wishin` my shit was stillableI eel for the fuck of it, queen you know I`m lovin` itDick, never suckin` it unless I see a buck in itYou need the whip, cluck it kid, I`m furiousLeavin` your crew delirious so you don`t take it seriousI`m guessin` you was serious about the West, none testI got the rep for my niggas on the shawGot the ball, fuck the law and yep I wet `em outAs I proceed to spread `em out and dead `em outSpray `em out, lay `em outAin`t no surprise, come see me with four eyesYoung Grip I`m a prize, prepare for you demiseRecognize I put a hole in the local aforenorNigga this is Coroner(Ice-T)Gripsta, Oakland, CaliforniaI only like my shit hardcore...

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