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lirik lagu the hardest.. – kurupt

(feat. mc ren, nate dogg, xzibit)

[intro-mc ren]
yo fredwreck turn this motha f-cker up man
so it can f-ck with my eardrums a lil’ bit

[verse 1-nate dogg]
some try to repeat my flow
others neva try ’cause they know
i told ya that the game don’t wait
i’m so tight that i can wait for the game
just about as tight can be
that’s why you never see ’em f-ckin with me
get ya chance to bow out gracefully
you standin face to face with defeat

[chorus-nate dogg]
if you feel me say nate (nate!)
he be, the tightest m-th- f-cka in here
dogg pound gangsta gang
we be, the hardest m-th- f-ckaz in here
some things never change
we be, the hardest m-th- f-ckaz in here
dogg pound gangsta gang
we be, the hardest m-th- f-ckaz in here

[verse 2-mc ren]
bring yo b-tch -ss in, close the door
now you wanna run and fetch me a ho
motha f-cka tell yo mama tip-toe
when she p-ss my door
kurupt, got this b-tch about to toss this ho
and when we makin the n-gg- sh-t
always makin the killin
i be hearin you b-tches, there go the villain
mad ’cause your revenue stopped from drug dealin
mad at me ’cause i’m makin sh-t them thug’s feelin
hold my d-ck n-gg- spit that verse
the hardest m-th- f-cka n-gg- love to curse
it get worse, once the vill’ start to smoke
and this legendary d-ck start to soak in your throat
my n-gg- young gotti ’bout to pull your coat
who are you b-tch, you m-th- f-ckaz never exist

[verse 3-xzibit]
so what you know about this west coast monopoly
enough animosity, to tear down democracy
anarchy, you wanna -n-lyze and copy me
but m-th- f-ck that stay off my god d-mn property
xzibit burn a couple ounces of that broccoli
step into the function make the crowd bounce properly
yeah i know about your little sh-t talkin mockery
tryin to see and pour 6 feet of gravel on top of me
and all my playaz go to wakes so the next n-gg- can take my place
and try to invade my sp-ce
make enemies search for god like ma$e (yeah)
you should avoid catchin 2 to the face, so i can avoid catchin a case
you’se just another m-th- f-ckin rat in a race
i explode and expose to this multi-platinum fan base
never seen before i kick in your door
ain’t no time to run for them guns, just get on the floor

[verse 4-kurupt]
yeah, a penny for your thoughts in a hour gl-ss of time
surround sound beats for the dogg pound jeeps
jump the volts up in each single switch
stick somethin fat up in each single b-tch

bombsh-ll, and for every d-ck apiece
that ain’t from the hood driftin get 5 sh-lls each
split bustaz, no bustaz allowed
no punk motha f-ckaz allowed, loosen the crowd
dogg pound say it loud (dogg pound!)
scream it at the top of your lungs
tell these n-gg-z where we from
say kurupt… kurupt (kurupt!)
yeah n-gg- the hardest m-th- f-cka in here
i like hennessy and beer…
remy, gin and juice, the killa, and grapefruit…
chocolate thai, indigo sticks, and a thick b-tch
down and out, nah i’m up and in
down at the dogg house with dre, cube, & ren

- kurupt

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