Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

What? That Firm shit, Firm shit
What? Firm shit, that Firm shit

Everyday I'ma 'bout, who's the best hotty out?
And they ever let Gotti out?
Am I real? Feel to try me out
Guaranteed eternally, you out

I only bang quarters, not a thing of
Than a dime, rhyme like a crime scene
Thought shorty would lose but the game her
Hoodrat like Thelma, James's daughter
Killer put you on, got you laced in
Bledest stone, where the place you call

Brooklyn girl, plotted then I took the
You the whole drill, Na Na so ill
Make and escro, decimals
Cancoon, Mexico,

Bracelets got all, with gold
Now it's rings, songs is sold
Hot from the jumpstart, let the gun
Thriller, will I shot to the top of the

Head honcho, cat
Push everythin' from the to the Fo'
love a ho, get my dick sucked
Smoke the chocolate, my chicks up
Pass all the to mami, whip it up
Fox get the B's, Bonnie it up

Your love, so
You deserve hardcore
Firm shit, that Firm shit
Your love, so
You some hardcore
That Firm shit, that Firm

Firm, nigga what? Get my licked
love a trick, get him for his chips
Fuck him and his dick, where the six?
He actin' a bitch, he should've known this
Got the stone the wrist, I ain't no bonin'
Bomb ass shit, I could play with my

Rap niggas, capitalize, stock
Cognac is that liquor got me all out
Now I'm in the street the guns out
Niggas better take me home, I dumbs out

Might fuck around, lay somethin'
Wit mad niggas out here to see shit
We that click, runnin' shit up in New
All the way to Hicktown, layin' it down

Fox be the classiest, the
The clubs, all thugs grab my wrists, offer me Crist
More of the shit to hold you with, hatin' I'ma fold your bitch
Should've known to control chick, hoes mad, 'cos I roll the six

Doe full of ices, black
Sidewalk, my niggas stay fuckin' girl
The rest be, in stretch jeans with red seams
Take it from me, let a nigga
'em lick that, get the cat for his cream

Your love, so
You some hardcore
Firm shit, that Firm shit
Your love, so
You some hardcore
That shit, that Firm shit

It's about time I reverse
learn game, rehearse that
It ain't no love, ma that
Ya hoes wanna while I got him on his back
Tryin', to hurt

you're grown, half the niggas sittin' at home
Watchin' the kids, while gettin' it on
I'm too smart for that, you creepin'
Receipts in your bag, sweets every weekend
Spendin' my doe, I coulda spent that on
You ain't enough, think I don't know

Dumb ass, I slept on your bum ass
Knew the whole stee 'bout a chip me
Did it on G-P, let you eat me
Couldn't freak me, I'm better off TV
That Firm shit, Firm shit

Can't get
That Firm shit, Firm shit

love, so good
You some hardcore
Firm shit, that Firm shit
Your love, so
You deserve hardcore
That Firm shit, that Firm

love, so good
You some hardcore
That Firm shit, that Firm

get enough
That Firm shit, that shit
Can't get