Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

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

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

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

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

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

Head honcho, cat
Push from the Coupe to the Fo'
Never love a ho, get my dick
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 hardcore
Firm shit, that Firm shit
Your love, so
You some hardcore
That Firm shit, that Firm

Firm, nigga Get my twat licked
Never love a trick, get him for his
him and his dick, nigga where the six?
He actin' a bitch, he should've known this
Got the stone the wrist, I ain't no this
Bomb ass shit, I could with my shit

Rap niggas, capitalize, figures
Cognac is that liquor got me all out
Now I'm in the street with the out
better take me home, 'fore I dumbs out

Might fuck around, lay down
Wit mad niggas out here to see that
We that click, runnin' up in New Yick
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 fold bitch
Should've known to that chick, hoes mad, 'cos I roll the six

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

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

about time I reverse that
Bitches learn game, rehearse
It no love, ma remember that
Ya hoes slap while I got him on his back
Tryin', to that

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

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

Can't get
That shit, that Firm shit

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

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

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