Luyện nghe bài hát Forget Me Knots

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

To all my hardcore niggaz yo I'm still the
Won't let the game me, I'm trying to change the game
This shit is mad lame -- party rules no jeans, timbs
Or hoodies or hats, like you mean me -- fuck ya!
You still get up ain't nuttin there but players
Fuck you think? nigga steppin on your dollar gators
-- you shook at the site of party crashers
At the door actin, like you don't who bummy jab is
tell you rock, tellin me, "don't act no fool"
"you heard of scotch on the rocks? " I make the whole cool
But i'ma stay the ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
Deep rollin heat holdin 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 these niggaz wanna me

"hardcore, far more the average"

M.f.c.!!
Hey hey, that's my price man
The whole 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, knowin well you hate me
But scared to stick it to me, damn well I break teeth
Alcatraz, forever rock hard, got for this rap shit
Got locked behind bars, fluck the
All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, standin in the
Stay forever rowdy, niggaz _it's your world_ bobby
Rob these, cats claimin 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
Whylin with ghost, deck, and tical and
Before I'm out the door big up my niggaz
My hardcore lovin out for war niggaz

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

"hardcore, far more 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 wanna me
Never that, I'm constantly with clever raps
We sever that, take your and slap em leather strap
You better pack, your gat or the outcome you
I doubt them, niggaz can fuck with the ruckus fun
Aiyyo what about son? aiyyo witness a nigga clout son
Trippin with these chickens and on guinness stout son
Without them, this nigga who jumped up and me
"are you fuckin my sister man? " when that bitch butch cassidy
Hell no, quick fast man caught the elbow
Shells load, he froze, buck stuck like velcro
His man yelled, "yo, ain't no need to draw gats,
We all black" put the gat down, I his jaw tapped
I saw that, ain't want no beef in the first place
a gerk face nigga tryin to rep his birthplace
The case scenario, I leave your ass shot up
Fuck up my rap product and to crack narcotics
The moral of this 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 more the average"

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 more the average"

(what, uh-huh, see you in motherfucker)

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

Still in there, 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 your ass in

"hardcore, far more the average"

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

Fuckin, onionhead-ass, hardcore