Luyện nghe bài hát Hardcore - Nas

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

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

I only quarters, not a thing short of
Than a dime, rhyme like a scene reporter
Thought shorty would lose but the game her
Hoodrat just like Thelma, James's
Killer put you on, got you laced in
Bledest stone, where the place you home?

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

Bracelets got all, along gold
Now platinum rings, songs is sold
Hot from the jumpstart, let the gun
Thriller, will I to the top of the charts

honcho, cat Esco
Push everythin' from the to the Fo'
Never love a ho, get my dick
Smoke the chocolate, my chicks up
Pass all the ki's to mami, it up
Fox get the B's, Bonnie it up

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

Firm, nigga Get my twat licked
love a trick, get him for his chips
Fuck him and his dick, where the six?
He like a bitch, he should've known this
Got the stone the wrist, I no bonin' this
Bomb ass shit, I could play my shit

Rap niggas, capitalize, figures
Cognac is that got me all numbed out
Now I'm in the street the guns out
Niggas better take me home, 'fore I out

Might fuck around, lay down
Wit mad niggas out here to see that
We click, runnin' shit up in New Yick
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 your bitch
Should've known to control that chick, hoes mad, 'cos I the six

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

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

It's time I reverse that
learn game, rehearse that
It no love, ma remember that
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 Prada bag, sweets every
Spendin' my doe, I coulda that on hydro
You ain't slick enough, think I don't

Dumb ass, I slept on your bum ass
Knew the whole stee 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 shit, that Firm shit

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

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

get enough
That Firm shit, that shit
get enough