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Act Like U Know
2,541
Hip-Hop/Rap
Act Like U Know was released on February 21, 2012 by street smart records as a part of the album Ten Toes Down
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Release DateFebruary 21, 2012
Labelstreet smart records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

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Lyrics

Yo, what's up, motherfuckers? My name is hardcore and I'm pimpin' all you bitches and hoes
Lettin' you know it's gon' be on
With the 9-4 I'm punchin' through the door 'cause that's when hardcore eliminates competition
Sit in the back rows bitchin' about they music, 'cause they say it ain't hard as mine
But my music ain't got nothin' to do with the way I bust a rhyme
I'm blowin' yo' mind, droppin' a dime on yo' ear drum
I told you I was comin' so back up, 'cause here I come
I'm just like a timebomb I react when the time comes
To do what I gotta do and that's to make them **** run, fool
I thought you knew, but you didn't, so pay attention as I flow
Hm, you better act like you know
We can get into some player shit, some gangster shit
Whatever you wanna do, you fool, with me it's cool
Time to pop and lock another **** in the trunk
If you wants to talk that shit you must be high from smokin' that skunk, snortin' that funk
'Cause it's time to leave a bitch in the fuckin' street
In the creek, wherever you go you ho, is gon' be six feet deep
Time to push a buster motherfucker off the Memphis bridge
Time to split a **** wig, ask my **** down on Trigg'
Creepin', never sleepin', 'cause my back is never turnt
You'll get burnt by some lead poppin', leavin' bodies droppin' through that infrared
Grippin' the .44, gettin' so high, 'cause a **** like me just dont care who die
But bitches and snitches get treated the worse by **** with trigger puttin' folks in hearse
Scrappin' and slappin' a bitch so quick
1 Man Gang, Tommy Wright
Straight from Four Corners Pimpin' Ville where they creep at night
Livin' on that Westside, players gots to duck and dive
Rocks in my pocket, player haters just can't stop it
Takin' a pull, sippin' that bull with my **** as we slang them thangs
Ain't no use of lyin' to the police, mane, we ain't gang
Hardcore in department, and the Four Corner OG's
The Magnolia Crime Clique stickin' you up and leavin' you sick
Gotta do a stang, gotta gang-bang, shit don't change
Creepin' real fast for your cash, ho, so where it's stashed?
Pass me a ghetto license
Take my picture with a Glock, and if you deep as sixteen, I gots to pack my Glock 17
Pull the trigger, blow a bastard all the way to Kingdom come
Bring me some if you got some shells, 'cause I'm low as hell
Constantly loadin', always holdin' pistols towards the fuckin' sky
Clips In my other hand, smoke from the blunt in my eye
OG style, not buck wild, dial a crook that packs a gun
What you come out with is 789-7961
187 on a undercover cop
211 on the funky ho, so perpetrate like you know, ho
Written by: Hardcore montana, Tommy Wright III
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