Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

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

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

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

Brooklyn girl, then I took the world
You know the drill, Na Na so ill
mills and escro, decimals
Cancoon, Mexico,

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

honcho, cat Esco
Push everythin' the Coupe to the Fo'
Never a ho, get my dick sucked
the chocolate, trick my chicks up
Pass all the ki's to mami, it up
Fox get the B's, Bonnie it up

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

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

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

Might around, lay somethin' down
Wit mad niggas out here to see that
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 moselle
More of the shit to hold you with, keep hatin' I'ma your bitch
known to control that chick, hoes mad, 'cos I roll the six

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

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

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

Think you're grown, half the niggas at home
Watchin' the kids, while you're it on
I'm too for that, caught you creepin'
Receipts in your Prada bag, every weekend
Spendin' my doe, I spent that on hydro
You ain't slick enough, think I don't

ass, think I slept on your bum ass
Knew the whole stee 'bout a like me
Did it on G-P, let you eat me
freak me, I'm better off with TV
That Firm shit, that Firm

get enough
That Firm shit, that Firm

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

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

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