Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

[nas

That shit, that firm shit, what's that?

That firm shit, firm shit

Everyday i'ma polli bout, who's the best out?
And they ever let gotti out?
Am I feel 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
shorty would lose but the game taught her
Hoodrat like thelma, james' daughter
Killer put you on, got you in bucon
Bledest stone, where the place you home?

[foxy
Brooklyn girl, then I took the world
You the whole drill, na na so ill
mills and escro, decimals
Cancoon, mexico,
Bracelets got all, along gold
Now it's rings, songs is sold
Hot from the jumpstart, let the spark
Thriller, I shot to the top of the charts

escobar]
Head honcho, cat
Push everything the coupe to the fo'
love a ho, get my dick sucked
Smoke the chocolate, my chicks up
Pass all the ki's to mami, it up
Fox get the b's, bonnie it up

(x2)

Your love, so
You some hardcore
[nas] that firm shit, firm shit

[foxy
Firm, nigga what? get my twat
Never 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 this
ass shit, I could play with my shit

[nas
Rap niggas, capitalise, figures
Cognac is liquor
Got me all numbed out, now I'm in the with the guns out
Niggas better take me home, 'fore I out
Might fuck around, lay somethin
Wit mad niggas out here to see that
We click, runnin shit up in new yick
All the way to hicktown, layin it down

brown]
Fox be the classiest, the
The clubs, all thugs my wrists, offer me moselle crist
More of the to hold you with
Keep i'ma fold your bitch
Should've known to control that chick, mad cos I roll the 6
Doe full of ices, isis
Sidewalk, my niggas stay fuckin girl
The rest be, in stretch jeans with red seams
Take it me, let a nigga dream
Make em lick that, get the cat for his

(x2)

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

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

brown]
Dumb ass, I slept on your bum ass
the whole stee bout a chip like me
Did it on g-p, let you eat me
Couldn't me, I'm better off with tv
[nas] firm shit, that firm shit

Can't get enough, oooooh oooooh, oooohooooh
[nas] that firm shit, that firm

(x3)

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