Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

[nas

That firm shit, that firm shit, what's

That shit, that firm shit

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

brown]
Brooklyn girl, plotted I took the world
You know the drill, na na so ill
mills and escro, decimals
Cancoon, mexico,
Bracelets got all, with gold
Now it's platinum rings, songs is
Hot from the jumpstart, let the spark
Thriller, I shot to the top of the charts

escobar]
Head honcho, cat
Push everything from the to the fo'
Never 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, live it up

(x2)

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

[foxy
Firm, nigga get my twat licked
Never a trick, get him for his chips
him and his dick, nigga where the six?
He actin like a bitch, he should've this
Got the stone the wrist, I no bonin this
Bomb ass shit, I could with my shit

escobar]
Rap niggas, capitalise, stock
is that liquor
Got me all numbed out, now I'm in the street with the out
better take me home, 'fore I dumbs out
Might around, lay somethin down
Wit mad niggas out here to see shit
We that click, shit up in new yick
All the way down to hicktown, layin it

[foxy
Fox be the classiest, the
The clubs, all thugs grab my wrists, offer me crist
More of the to hold you with
Keep hatin fold your bitch
Should've known to control that chick, mad cos I roll the 6
Doe full of ices, black
Sidewalk, my niggas stay your girl
The be, hoes in stretch jeans with red seams
it from me, let a nigga dream
Make em lick that, get the cat for his

(x2)

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

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

brown]
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
Couldn't me, I'm better off with tv
[nas] that firm shit, that shit

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

(x3)

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