To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz switch me * 2x *
"hardcore, far more the average"
To all my niggaz yo I'm still the same Won't let the game change me, I'm trying to the game This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party no jeans, timbs Or hoodies or hats, sound like you me -- fuck ya! You get shot up ain't nuttin there but players Fuck you think? nigga steppin on thousand dollar gators -- you shook at the site of party crashers At the door actin, like you don't who bummy jab is They you rock, tellin me, "don't act no fool" "you heard of on the rocks? " I make the whole shit cool But i'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, pants draggin Deep rollin heat nigga til I'm triple platinum
To all my niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of niggaz wanna switch me
"hardcore, far more the average"
M.f.c.!! Hey hey, that's my partner man The industry's against him and me Like are to death 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, damn well you hate me But to stick it to me, knowin damn well I break teeth Alcatraz, forever rock hard, got scars for rap shit Got behind bars, fluck the actin All my cannon handlers, standin in the lobbies Stay rowdy, niggaz _it's your world_ like bobby Rob these, cats claimin they got so much When it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses freezin Reppin for my housin p's and, catch me out in Whylin with ghost, deck, and tical and Before I'm out the big up my outlaw niggaz My hardcore lovin out for war niggaz
To all my hardcore niggaz forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz wanna me
"hardcore, far more the average" * 2x *
To all my hardcore niggaz forget me (don't forget me) I know the game and all of these niggaz wanna switch me Never that, I'm constantly comin with raps We sever that, your head and slap em leather strap You better pack, gat or the outcome you outdone I doubt them, niggaz can fuck with the without fun Aiyyo this about son? aiyyo witness a nigga clout son Trippin these chickens and sippin on guinness stout son Without them, this who jumped up and asked me "are you fuckin my sister man? " when that bitch like cassidy no, quick fast this man caught the elbow Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck velcro His man yelled, "yo, ain't no need to fuckin gats, We all black" put the gat down, I left his jaw I saw that, duke ain't no beef in the first place Just a gerk face nigga to rep his birthplace The worst case scenario, I 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 is hard, and if your shit ain't like us a fraud, motherfucker
up Straight that Fuck one of y'all up
"hardcore, far more the average"
To all my niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I the game change and all of these niggaz wanna 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 Heltah skeltah the fuck
Chop motherfuckin hands off and put a walkman on you With no frequency, nigga
"hardcore, far than the average"
Dip your ass in
"hardcore, far than the average"
And just get the flies to ? you motherfucker You punk motherfuckers, you sweet of bitches
"hardcore, far than the average"
Fuckin, onionhead-ass, hardcore