Luyện nghe bài hát How About Some Hardcore

[ Danzenie ]
How about some
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)
How some hardcore?

[ VERSE 1: Billy ]
(Yeah, we it raw in the streets)
For the on the corner posted up 20 deep
your ifth on your hip, ready to flip
Whenever you your clip, dip, trip your sidekick
You got skill, you manage to chill
And do a favor, don't come nowhere near the Hill
With bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost ya
Make you reminisce of Frank Nitty 'The
I with M.O.P.'s Last Generation
Straight up and down, act like you want a
I packs my gat, I gotta strapped
I bust mines, don't try to sneak up on me behind
Don't sleep, I get deep I creep
I see now I got to show you it ain't nothin sweet
Go get muthafuckin hammer
And act you want drama
I a message to your mama
'Hello, do you know one son left?
I had license to kill and he had been for death
He's up the Hill in the back of the building with two in the
I left him stiffer a tombstone'

[ Li'l ]
How about hardcore?
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)
How about hardcore?

[ 2: Billy Danzenie ]
(Yeah, we it rugged in the ghetto)
I used to pack sling shots, but now I'm heavy metal
A rugged freestyler
Is Li'l Fame, muthafucka, slap, Mallet
When I let off, it's a burning
increase the peace cause when I release it be rapid fire
For the cause I niggas like drawers
Niggas'll hit the from the muthafuckin .44's
I'm titles when it's showtime
Fuck around, I have niggas the injury help line
I bust words in my verse serve
Even on my first nerve I put herbs to
I ain't about niggas a chance
And I still raise shit to make my brother get up and dance
Front, I make it a to kill
Bringin the ruckus, it's the neighborhood hoods for the Hill that's
Me and mics, that's unlike and dykes
So who skate, cause I'm puttin niggas on ice
I drop must be rough, rugged and hard more
(Yeah!)

[ Danzenie ]
How some hardcore?
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)

[ VERSE 3: Billy ]
Yo, I am (So what up?) Get it on, cocksucker
That nigga Bill to be a ill black brother
I gets dough the way I flow
And I go
You muthafuckas gonna
That I ain't nothin to fuck with - duck
I when I'm stressed
Them teflons'll through your vest
I a bloodbath (niggas know the half)
You can feel the (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)
D-a-n-z-e
n-i-e, me, Danzenie
(Knock, knock) there? (Li'l Fame)
Li'l Fame (Li'l Fame, your nigga)
Boom! Ease up off the
aight, me and shorty go to gunfights
Together we bring the ruckus,
We trump tight,
I earned mine, so I'm to a title
(7 fuckin 30) that means I'm

[ Li'l ]
How about hardcore?
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)

[ 4: Li'l Fame ]
Yo, I scream on niggas a rollercoaster
To wack muthafuckas, go hang it up like a poster
Niggas get excited, but don't me
invite me, I'm splittin niggas' heads where the white be
Try to trash this, this little blast it
Only niggas in comas and caskets
I a phoney, I put the 'mack' in a -roni
I leave you (Yeah, yeah, get on his ass, homie)
Up in your anus, I pack steel stainless
We came to claim this, and Fame'll make you famous
I mack hoes, shows and stack dough
Cause I'm in effect, knockin muthafuckas five-o
I'm catchin niggas peepin, shit, I ain't sleepin
I roll deep like a muthafuckin
So when I write my competition looks
For broke-ass niggas I make it happen like Carey
I got shit for that roll bold
Li'l is like a orthopedic shoe, I got mad soul
kill em before I duck em
Because yo, made em, mother had em and muthafuck em

[ Li'l ]

Li'l Fame up in muthafucka
Givin to my man D/R Period

Laz
My man Ass Moe
The Saratoga Ave.

Representin for
of all my cousin Prince Leroy, Big Mal, rest in peace
[ Billy ]
Danzenie up in this
I'd to say what's up to the whole M.O.P.
Brooklyn,
Them niggas that don't give a fuck
[ O.G.
Bet yo ass,
Hey yo, this muthafuckin Babyface
Aka O.G.
Yo, I wanna say what's up to the whole M.O.P. boyyeee