Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore

Hardcore to the brothers act fools

Hardcore to the brothers act fools

to make the brothers act fools

Hardcore to make the act fools

When I turn a out, all hands is in the air
Some say it's chill, New throw chairs
The punk sound to make a sane man flip
Girls the stage, faggots cold dip
Low to avoid the caps and
By the at the B-boy shows
Wit the cops to control the crowd
But can't, systems crank So What'cha
pumping loud
Blows are thrown, heads are flown Pan Am
Brothers off like the son of Sam and
The bass continues to
Some hit the parking lot to go pop trunks
Hoes are slapped, jewels are
Brothers are in the cross fire without no

And on my way out, I heard a sucker and shout
Niggas, Niggas, yea, cold the party out

Hardcore to the brothers act fools

Rap squares sat and I attack
Any MC that's down wit the wack
And I wreck and if I can not a neck
a knock, I'll blow and look for a tech
I'm terror, new to rap era
I can't be beat, I'm too sweet plus
I'm smart, yes, I'm a so called
I'm wit the thinking cap they call

Yo, wit that, I can break
Especially when the posse is thick and got
Make me feel 'cause they got steel
No or cap guns son, the real deal
K-A, wrecker E-D
The O, the U, the B, the L to the E
Rocking on, word is born, so ship
My name is Erick Sermon now some and I'll flip
I'm far a chump, I'm harcore like Brooklyn
Mess wit me and get manhood token

Hardcore to make the brothers act