Luyện nghe bài hát Forget Me Knots

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

"hardcore, far more the average"

To all my niggaz yo I'm still the same
Won't let the change me, I'm trying to change the game
This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop rules 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 on your thousand dollar gators
-- you shook at the site of party crashers
At the door actin, you don't know who bummy jab is
tell you rock, tellin me, "don't act no fool"
"you heard of on the rocks? " I make the whole shit cool
But stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
Deep rollin holdin nigga til I'm triple platinum

To all my hardcore niggaz don't me (don't forget 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 partner man
The industry's against him and me
Like thugs are to penalties
But we got the remedy for all that punk
One clip up in the
Make wiffleballs out all of you popcorn
Callin my crew haters, knowin damn you hate me
But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn I break teeth
Alcatraz, forever rock hard, got for this rap shit
Got locked bars, fluck the actin
All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, in the lobbies
Stay forever rowdy, niggaz your world_ like bobby
Rob these, claimin they got so much cheese
When it's degrees and send they monkey-asses home freezin
Reppin for my housin p's and, me out in shaolin
Whylin with ghost, deck, and tical and
Before I'm out the door big up my niggaz
My lovin thirsty out for war niggaz

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

"hardcore, far than the average"
* 2x *

To all my niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me)
I know the game change and all of these niggaz switch me
Never that, I'm comin with clever raps
We that, take your head and slap em leather strap
You better pack, gat or the outcome you outdone
I them, niggaz can fuck with the ruckus without fun
Aiyyo what this about son? aiyyo a nigga clout son
Trippin with these chickens and sippin on stout son
Without them, nigga who jumped up and asked me
"are you fuckin my sister man? " that bitch butch like cassidy
Hell no, quick fast this man caught the
Shells load, he fell froze, buck stuck 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, duke ain't want no beef in the first
Just a gerk face nigga to rep his birthplace
The worst scenario, I leave your ass shot up
up my rap product and back to crack narcotics
The moral of story is -- there is no moral god
Just my is hard, and if your shit ain't like us
a fraud, motherfucker

up
Straight like
Fuck one of y'all up

"hardcore, far than the average"

To all my hardcore niggaz don't me (don't forget me)
I know the game 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 forget me (don't forget me)
The game change.. but fuck

"hardcore, far more the average"

in there, word up
Heltah skeltah what the

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

Dip ass in honey

"hardcore, far more the average"

And then get the flies to ? you motherfucker
You punk motherfuckers, you sweet of bitches

"hardcore, far more the average"

Fuckin, onionhead-ass, hardcore