To all my niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these niggaz switch me * 2x *
"hardcore, far more the average"
To all my niggaz yo I'm still the same Won't let the game change me, I'm to change the game This shit is mad -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, timbs Or hoodies or hats, sound like you me -- fuck ya! You still get shot up ain't there but players Fuck you nigga steppin on your thousand dollar gators Stupid-asses -- you shook at the site of party At the door actin, like you know who bummy jab is tell you rock, tellin me, "don't act no fool" "you of scotch on the rocks? " I make the whole shit cool But i'ma stay the ghetto-ass, baggy pants draggin Deep rollin heat holdin til I'm triple platinum
To all my hardcore don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game change and all of these wanna switch 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 remedy for all punk 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, knowin well I break teeth Alcatraz, forever rock hard, got for this rap shit Got locked behind bars, the actin All my grimy-ass cannon handlers, in the lobbies Stay forever rowdy, niggaz your world_ like bobby Rob these, cats they got so much cheese When it's zero degrees and send they monkey-asses home Reppin for my housin p's and, me out in shaolin Whylin with ghost, deck, and and them Before I'm out the door big up my outlaw My hardcore thirsty out for war niggaz
To all my niggaz don't forget me (don't forget me) I know the game and all of these niggaz wanna switch me
"hardcore, far than the average" * 2x *
To all my hardcore niggaz 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 head and slap em strap You better pack, gat or the outcome you outdone I doubt them, niggaz can fuck with the ruckus fun Aiyyo what about son? aiyyo witness a nigga clout son Trippin with chickens and sippin on guinness stout son them, this nigga who jumped up and asked me "are you my sister man? " when that bitch butch like cassidy Hell no, quick fast this man caught the Shells load, he fell froze, buck like 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 in the first place Just a 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 story is -- is no moral god Just my shit is hard, and if your shit ain't us a fraud, motherfucker
up Straight like one of y'all niggaz 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 than the average"
(what, uh-huh, see you in motherfucker)
To all my hardcore niggaz don't me (don't forget me) The change.. but fuck y'all
"hardcore, far more the average"
in there, word up Heltah skeltah the fuck
Chop your motherfuckin off and put a walkman on you With no frequency, nigga
"hardcore, far more the average"
Dip ass in honey
"hardcore, far than the average"
And then just get the flies to ? you You punk motherfuckers, you sons of bitches
"hardcore, far more the average"
Fuckin, onionhead-ass, shit