Luyện nghe bài hát Forget Me Knots

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

"hardcore, far than the average"

To all my hardcore yo I'm still the same
Won't let the game change me, I'm 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 think? nigga steppin on your thousand dollar
Stupid-asses -- you at the site of party crashers
At the door actin, like you don't know who jab is
They you rock, tellin me, "don't act no fool"
"you heard of on the rocks? " I make the whole shit cool
But i'ma the same ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin
rollin heat holdin nigga til I'm triple platinum

To all my hardcore niggaz 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, my partner price man
The industry's against him and me
Like thugs are to penalties
But we got the for all that punk shit
One up in the macra
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 well I teeth
Alcatraz, forever rock hard, got for this rap shit
Got locked bars, fluck the actin
All my grimy-ass handlers, standin in the lobbies
Stay forever rowdy, niggaz _it's world_ like bobby
Rob these, claimin they got so much cheese
it's zero 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 outlaw
My hardcore lovin thirsty out for war

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

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

To all my hardcore niggaz don't forget me (don't me)
I know the game change and all of these wanna switch me
that, I'm constantly comin with clever raps
We sever that, take your head and slap em leather
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 these chickens and sippin on guinness stout son
Without them, this nigga who jumped up and me
"are you fuckin my sister man? " when that bitch butch like
Hell no, quick fast this man caught the
Shells load, he fell froze, buck 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 case scenario, I your ass shot up
Fuck up my rap product and to crack narcotics
The of this story is -- there is no moral god
Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't us
a fraud, motherfucker

up
Straight that
one of y'all niggaz up

"hardcore, far than 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 change.. but fuck y'all

"hardcore, far more the average"

Still in there, up
Heltah skeltah what the

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

"hardcore, far more the average"

Dip your ass in

"hardcore, far more the average"

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

"hardcore, far more the average"

Fuckin, onionhead-ass, shit