Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

Hardcore to make the act fools

to make the brothers act fools

Hardcore to make the brothers act

Hardcore to make the brothers act

When I a party out, all hands is in the air
Some say it's chill, New throw chairs
The punk funk to make a sane man flip
rush the stage, faggots cold dip
Low to avoid the and blows
By the gangbanners at the shows
Wit the cops trying to the crowd
But can't, systems crank So What'cha
Saying's loud
Blows are thrown, heads are like Pan Am
Brothers off like the son of Sam and
The bass continues to
brothers hit the parking lot to go pop trunks
Hoes are slapped, are snatched
Brothers are caught in the cross without no

And on my way out, I a sucker scream and shout
Niggas, Niggas, yea, turn the party out

Hardcore to make the act fools

Rap combat sat and I attack
Any crab MC down wit the wack
And I wreck and if I can not snap a
Throw a knock, I'll blow and for a tech
I'm terror, new to rap era
I can't be beat, I'm too sweet clever
I'm smart, yes, I'm a so genius
I'm wit the thinking cap they call

Yo, wit that, I can fool
Especially the posse is thick and got tools
Make me feel good they got steel
No blasters or cap guns son, the real
K-A, microphone E-D
The O, the U, the B, the L to the E
Rocking on, word is born, so ship
My name is Erick Sermon now want some and flip
I'm far from a chump, I'm harcore like
wit me and get your manhood token

Hardcore to make the act fools