Luyện nghe bài hát Harder

Ah, I wanna hear shit
Get off ya ass
It's right now, now, right here
And we it to you live, come on
Golden state, what, come on, bitch
New shit! Ha, come on, Ras Kass blaze that shit up
Xzibit, break it down, slam it, jelly

Show me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Michelle Gell-ie
Rap star, trash tellies up my sprint celly
Dare me, I tongue Halle belly
Show her a monster's ball, fuck it you me
Platinum, heavy 22 inch
Jelly, it so ugly, it gets scary
act like under-age hoes, so what's really
Can't fuck wit y'all, paging R.
(Ooh)

Oh, if the shoe fits buy a shirt
Ya nothing take ya face and attach
Catch me and my wit strick-9
Strictly constrict 9 triggas ya figure
Our figgas got bigger, the same
Menace to society and y'all done me Kane
extort us faggot, you bust we bust
In God we but we paying at dusk, biatch!

Don't you this shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you reach for gun
(Think)
Look at all the that you started
(Yeah)
You bring but we bring it harder
(Sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Yes)
La la la la la la la la
(Come on)

Yella, yizzel, shaft
Fuck what y'all talking about, this shit
why we filthy rich behind the scenes
Game spitters with helmets and shoulder on the hitters
Bullshit so far what this game
We here to burn it down bar entertainment
Taking the work the clientele on raw
Lactose intolerant but I still

Game enough to mash on the coach like
Don't salt there hoes ain't got that sea smell
Overstand under surveillance, Ben
Can't come to the town terrorizing we laden
Been beat heavyweight and went passage
Back to the blockmates and it's to unlock cakes
sizzel makin' bank, shake the spizzle
We don't it drizzle we rain in the G-state

Don't you think shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you for that gun
(Think)
Look at all the that you started
(Come one)
You heat but we bring it harder
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Yeah)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing it)
La la la la la la la la
(Yeah)

Feel the adrenaline, feel the
The effects of the compound the ammo
Doc dre fuck with punks
We all thump maximus, stop fucking with us
a ride inside the home of hands-on hip-hop
Speak what you and hope you don't get shot for it
Ghetto poets, it if you got one
A hot one, with ass and rap like a

I can to the sound of the sunset
Smith and Wesson, I use as a weapon
Gun sling my dreams I rain
And fiend for the next challenge, you off balance
Look, I through the worst, avoided the hearst
(Survived)
Starving to and dying of thirst
(Alive)
Here in the flesh, elope the profoc
The answer, the solution, the remedy, the

Don't you think shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you reach for gun
(Think)
Look at all the that you started
(Yeah)
You bring heat but we it harder
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Yes)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Come on)

Don't you this shit is for fun
(No)
Think you reach for that Gun
(Think)
Look at all the shit that you
(Yeah)
You heat but we bring it harder
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Now sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Ah ha)
La la la la la la la la

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce,
Bounce, bounce,
Golden