To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't me) I know the change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me * 2x *
"hardcore, far than the average"
To all my hardcore niggaz yo I'm the same Won't let the game change me, I'm trying to change the This shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, Or hoodies or hats, sound you mean me -- fuck ya! You get shot up ain't nuttin there but players Fuck you think? nigga steppin on thousand dollar gators Stupid-asses -- you shook at the of party crashers At the door actin, like you know 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 shit But i'ma stay the same ghetto-ass, pants draggin Deep rollin heat holdin nigga til I'm platinum
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't me) I know the change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
"hardcore, far than the average"
M.f.c.!! Hey hey, my partner price man The whole industry's him and me Like thugs are to death But we got the remedy for all that shit One clip up in the Make out all of you popcorn rappers Callin my haters, knowin damn well you hate me But scared to stick it to me, knowin damn well I teeth Alcatraz, forever hard, got scars for this rap shit Got locked behind bars, the actin All my grimy-ass handlers, standin in the lobbies Stay forever rowdy, niggaz _it's your like bobby Rob these, cats claimin got so much cheese When it's zero degrees and 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 outlaw My hardcore lovin out for war niggaz
To all my hardcore niggaz don't me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these wanna switch me
"hardcore, far than the average" * 2x *
To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't me) I the game change and all of these niggaz wanna switch me Never that, I'm constantly comin with raps We that, take your head and slap em leather strap You better pack, gat or the outcome you outdone I doubt them, niggaz can fuck the ruckus without fun Aiyyo this about son? aiyyo witness a nigga clout son Trippin with these chickens and sippin on guinness son Without them, nigga who jumped up and asked me "are you fuckin my sister man? " when bitch butch like cassidy Hell no, quick fast this man the elbow Shells load, he froze, buck stuck like velcro His man yelled, "yo, ain't no need to fuckin gats, We all black" put the gat down, I his jaw tapped I saw that, duke ain't no beef in the first place Just a gerk face nigga to rep his birthplace The worst scenario, I leave your ass shot up Fuck up my rap product and back to narcotics The of this story is -- there is no moral god Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't us Youse a fraud,
up Straight that Fuck one of y'all up
"hardcore, far than the average"
To all my hardcore niggaz 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 y'all
"hardcore, far than the average"
in there, word up Heltah skeltah what the
Chop motherfuckin hands off and put a walkman on you no motherfuckin frequency, nigga
"hardcore, far more the average"
Dip your ass in
"hardcore, far more the average"
And then just get the to ? you motherfucker You punk motherfuckers, you sweet sons of
"hardcore, far than the average"
Fuckin, onionhead-ass, shit