Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore - Nas

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

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

I only bang quarters, not a short of
Than a dime, rhyme like a crime reporter
shorty would lose but the game taught her
Hoodrat just like Thelma, James's
put you on, got you laced in Bucon
Bledest stone, the place you call home?

Brooklyn girl, plotted then I took the
You know the drill, Na Na so ill
mills and escro, decimals
Cancoon, Mexico,

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

Head honcho, cat
Push everythin' from the to the Fo'
love a ho, get my dick sucked
Smoke the chocolate, trick my up
Pass all the to mami, whip it up
Fox get the B's, live it up

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

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

Rap niggas, capitalize, figures
is that liquor got me all numbed out
Now I'm in the with the guns out
Niggas better take me home, I dumbs out

Might fuck around, lay down
Wit mad niggas out here to see that
We that click, runnin' shit up in New
All the way to Hicktown, layin' it down

Fox be the classiest, the
The clubs, all thugs grab my wrists, offer me Crist
More of the shit to hold you with, keep hatin' I'ma fold your
Should've known to control that chick, hoes mad, I roll the six

Doe of ices, black Isis
Sidewalk, my niggas stay fuckin' your
The rest be, hoes in jeans with red seams
it from me, let a nigga dream
Make 'em lick that, get the cat for his

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

It's about time I reverse
Bitches game, rehearse that
It ain't no love, ma remember
Ya wanna slap while I got him on his back
Tryin', to that

you're grown, half the niggas sittin' at home
Watchin' the kids, while gettin' 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, I don't know

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 freak me, I'm better off TV
Firm shit, that Firm shit

Can't get
That Firm shit, that Firm

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

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

get enough
That shit, that Firm shit
get enough