Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

[nas

That firm shit, that firm shit, that?

That shit, that firm shit

Everyday i'ma polli bout, who's the best hotty
And will ever let gotti out?
Am I real? feel to try me out
eternally, you signin out
I only bang quarters, not a short of
Than a dime, rhyme like a scene reporter
Thought shorty would but the game taught her
just like thelma, james' daughter
Killer put you on, got you in bucon
Bledest stone, where the place you call

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

escobar]
Head honcho, cat
Push everything the coupe to the fo'
Never 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, that shit

[foxy
Firm, nigga what? get my twat
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 could with my shit

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

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

(x2)

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

escobar]
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 bag, sweets every weekend
Spendin my doe, I coulda spent on hydro
You slick enough, think I don't know

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

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

(x3)

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