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Hardbody Lyrics - Artist : Cory Gunz
[Verse 1:]
Young money militia with it Cash Money business, we missed the hit then your bitch'll get it Full grown, heart colder than South Fargo Load the pockets in my cargos for what your car goes Fuck it I can't complain, die I don't like him anyway Took for Wayne, Mack, and Stunna to snatch him anyway Shorty from the DVD, y'all ain't catch him anyway Thinking look at these bird brains, I'll hatch 'em any day Take it in acid, I'll put a bird on your bitches Like, fuck a fashion statement, I state the fashion Like, I'm straight smashing with an irate passion Shit, like I hate crashing, rip like I'm late passing I'm loyal to fam like oil to Sam I know niggas boiling grams for foil and Spam I'm on a track like Lebron, not annoying his man Before the games, clap chalk and ya boy at the lane Who game? [Hook:] Real niggas saying they hardbody Be the same niggas talking around Real niggas saying they hardbody Be the same niggas stuck in the ground Real niggas saying they hardbody Be the same niggas jumping the gun Real niggas saying they hardbody Be the same niggas pumping a lung [Verse 2:] I'm the definition of staying humble And the militia's the definition of staying mumble Admitting you ain't in correct position to say |
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