Luyện nghe bài hát Forget Me Knots

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

"hardcore, far more the average"

To all my hardcore niggaz yo I'm the same
Won't let the change me, I'm trying to change the game
shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, timbs
Or hoodies or hats, sound like you mean me -- ya!
You get shot up ain't nuttin there but players
you think? nigga steppin on your thousand dollar gators
Stupid-asses -- you at the site of party crashers
At the door actin, like you don't who bummy jab is
They tell you rock, me, "don't act no fool"
"you heard of scotch on the rocks? " I make the whole cool
But stay the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
Deep 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 against him and me
Like thugs are to death
But we got the remedy for all punk shit
One up in the macra
Make wiffleballs out all of you popcorn
Callin my haters, knowin damn well you hate me
But scared to stick it to me, knowin well I break teeth
Alcatraz, rock hard, got scars for this rap shit
Got locked behind bars, the actin
All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, in the lobbies
Stay rowdy, niggaz _it's your world_ like bobby
Rob these, claimin they got so much cheese
When it's zero degrees and send they home freezin
Reppin for my p's and, catch me out in shaolin
with ghost, deck, and tical and them
Before I'm out the door big up my niggaz
My hardcore thirsty out for war niggaz

To all my hardcore 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"
* 2x *

To all my hardcore 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 sever that, take your head and slap em strap
You better pack, your gat or the you outdone
I them, niggaz can fuck with the ruckus without fun
Aiyyo what this son? aiyyo witness a nigga clout son
Trippin with these chickens and on guinness stout son
Without them, nigga who jumped up and asked me
"are you fuckin my man? " when that bitch butch 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 draw gats,
We all black" put the gat down, I left his jaw
I saw that, duke ain't want no in the first place
Just a gerk face nigga tryin to rep his
The case scenario, I leave your ass shot up
Fuck up my rap and back to crack narcotics
The of this story is -- there 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 niggaz up

"hardcore, far more the average"

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

"hardcore, far more 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 motherfuckin frequency,

"hardcore, far than the average"

Dip your ass in

"hardcore, far than the average"

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

Fuckin, onionhead-ass, shit