Luyện nghe bài hát Forget Me Knots

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

"hardcore, far more the average"

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

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

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

To all my hardcore niggaz don't 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 forget me (don't me)
I know the change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
Never that, I'm constantly comin with raps
We sever that, take your head and slap em strap
You pack, your gat or the outcome you outdone
I doubt them, can fuck with the ruckus without fun
Aiyyo what this about son? aiyyo witness a nigga son
Trippin with chickens and sippin on guinness stout son
Without them, this who jumped up and asked me
"are you fuckin my sister " when that bitch butch like cassidy
no, quick fast this man caught the elbow
Shells load, he fell froze, buck like velcro
His man yelled, "yo, ain't no to fuckin draw gats,
We all black" put the gat down, I left his jaw
I saw that, ain't want no beef in the first place
a gerk face nigga tryin 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 -- there is no god
Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't us
a fraud, motherfucker

up
Straight that
Fuck one of niggaz up

"hardcore, far than the average"

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

"hardcore, far more the average"

in there, word up
Heltah skeltah what the

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

Dip ass in honey

"hardcore, far more 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, shit