Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

What? That Firm shit, that Firm
What? That Firm shit, that Firm

Everyday I'ma polli 'bout, the best hotty out?
And they ever let Gotti out?
Am I Feel free to try me out
Guaranteed eternally, you out

I only bang quarters, not a thing of
Than a dime, rhyme like a crime reporter
Thought shorty lose but the game taught her
Hoodrat just like Thelma, daughter
Killer put you on, got you in Bucon
Bledest stone, where the you call home?

Brooklyn girl, plotted then I the world
You know the drill, Na Na so ill
Make and escro, decimals
Cancoon, Mexico,

got all, along with gold
Now it's platinum rings, songs is
Hot the jumpstart, let the gun spark
Thriller, will I to the top of the charts

honcho, cat Esco
Push everythin' the Coupe to the Fo'
Never a ho, get my dick sucked
the chocolate, trick my chicks up
Pass all the ki's to mami, it up
Fox get the B's, Bonnie it up

Your love, so
You deserve hardcore
That Firm shit, Firm shit
Your love, so
You some hardcore
That Firm shit, Firm shit

Firm, nigga what? Get my licked
Never love a trick, get him for his
Fuck him and his dick, nigga where the
He actin' a bitch, he should've known this
Got the stone the wrist, I no bonin' this
ass shit, I could play with my shit

Rap niggas, capitalize, figures
Cognac is that liquor got me all out
Now I'm in the street the guns out
Niggas better take me home, 'fore I out

Might fuck around, lay down
Wit mad niggas out here to see that
We that click, runnin' shit up in New
All the way down to Hicktown, layin' it

Fox be the classiest, the
The clubs, all thugs my wrists, offer me moselle Crist
of the shit to hold you with, keep hatin' I'ma fold your bitch
Should've known to control that chick, hoes mad, I roll the six

Doe of ices, black Isis
Sidewalk, my niggas fuckin' your girl
The rest be, hoes in stretch with red seams
Take it me, let a nigga dream
'em lick that, get the cat for his cream

Your love, so
You some hardcore
Firm shit, that Firm shit
Your love, so
You deserve some
That Firm shit, Firm shit

about time I reverse that
Bitches game, rehearse that
It ain't no love, ma remember
Ya hoes wanna while I got him on his back
Tryin', to hurt

Think you're grown, half the niggas at home
the kids, while you're gettin' it on
I'm too smart for that, you creepin'
Receipts in your Prada bag, sweets every
Spendin' my doe, I spent that on hydro
You slick enough, think I don't know

Dumb ass, I slept on your bum ass
Knew the whole stee a chip like me
Did it on G-P, let you eat me
Couldn't freak me, I'm off with TV
That Firm shit, Firm shit

Can't get
Firm shit, that Firm shit

Your love, so
You some hardcore
That Firm shit, that Firm
love, so good
You some hardcore
That shit, that Firm shit

Your love, so
You deserve some
That Firm shit, that Firm

get enough
That shit, that Firm shit
get enough