Luyện nghe bài hát Forget Me Knots

To all my hardcore don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz switch me
* 2x *

"hardcore, far than the average"

To all my niggaz yo I'm still the same
Won't let the game change me, I'm to change the game
This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party no jeans, timbs
Or or hats, sound like you mean me -- fuck ya!
You still get shot up ain't nuttin there but
Fuck you think? nigga steppin on your thousand gators
Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party
At the door actin, like you don't who bummy jab is
tell you rock, tellin me, "don't act no fool"
"you heard of scotch on the rocks? " I the whole shit cool
But stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
Deep heat holdin nigga til I'm triple platinum

To all my hardcore niggaz don't me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz switch me

"hardcore, far more the average"

M.f.c.!!
Hey hey, my partner price man
The whole industry's him and me
Like thugs are to penalties
But we got the remedy for all that shit
One up in the macra
wiffleballs out all of you popcorn rappers
Callin my crew haters, knowin well you hate me
But scared to it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth
Alcatraz, forever rock hard, got for this rap shit
Got locked bars, fluck the actin
All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the
Stay forever rowdy, niggaz _it's your world_ bobby
Rob these, cats they got so much cheese
When it's zero and send they monkey-asses home freezin
Reppin for my housin p's and, me out in shaolin
Whylin ghost, deck, and tical and them
Before I'm out the big up my outlaw niggaz
My hardcore thirsty out for war niggaz

To all my hardcore don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of niggaz wanna switch me

"hardcore, far than the average"
* 2x *

To all my hardcore niggaz don't me (don't forget me)
I know the game and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
Never that, I'm constantly with clever raps
We sever that, take your head and em leather strap
You better pack, your gat or the outcome you
I them, niggaz can fuck with the ruckus without fun
Aiyyo this about son? aiyyo witness a nigga clout son
with these chickens and sippin on guinness stout son
Without them, nigga who jumped up and asked me
"are you fuckin my sister man? " when bitch butch like cassidy
Hell no, quick fast this man the elbow
Shells load, he froze, buck stuck like velcro
His man yelled, "yo, no need to fuckin draw gats,
We all black" put the gat down, I left his jaw
I saw that, duke ain't want no in the first place
Just a gerk face nigga tryin to rep his
The case scenario, I leave your ass shot up
Fuck up my rap and back to crack narcotics
The moral of this story is -- is no moral god
Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't us
Youse a fraud,

up
Straight like
Fuck one of y'all up

"hardcore, far than the average"

To all my hardcore niggaz forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz switch me

"hardcore, far than the average"

(what, uh-huh, see you in motherfucker)

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't me)
The game change.. but fuck

"hardcore, far more the average"

Still in there, up
skeltah what the fuck

Chop your motherfuckin off and put a walkman on you
With no motherfuckin frequency,

"hardcore, far than the average"

Dip ass in honey

"hardcore, far than the average"

And then just get the to ? you motherfucker
You punk motherfuckers, you sweet sons of

"hardcore, far than the average"

Fuckin, onionhead-ass, shit