Luyện nghe bài hát Harder

Ah, I wanna hear shit
Get off ya ass
It's now, right now, right here
And we bringing it to you live, on
Golden state, what, come on, bitch
New shit! Ha, come on, Ras Kass blaze that shit up
Xzibit, break it down, slam it, jelly

Show me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Sarah Michelle
Rap star, tellies blow up my sprint celly
me, I tongue Halle Berry's belly
Show her a ball, fuck it you tell me
Platinum, 22 inch perrelli's
Jelly, it so ugly, it gets scary
Haters act like under-age hoes, so what's
fuck wit y'all, paging R. Kelly
(Ooh)

Oh, if the shoe fits buy a matching
Ya nothing take ya face and attach
Catch me and my niggas wit
Strictly constrict 9 disfigure ya figure
Our figgas got bigger, the same
Menace to society and y'all made me Kane
Can't extort us faggot, you bust we
In God we but we paying at dusk, biatch!

you think this shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you for that gun
(Think)
at all the shit that you started
(Yeah)
You bring but we bring it harder
(Sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Yes)
La la la la la la la la
(Come on)

Yella, yizzel, shaft
Fuck what y'all talking about, this clean
That's why we filthy rich the scenes
Game spitters with helmets and shoulder on the hitters
Bullshit so far what game sent
We to burn it down open bar entertainment
Taking the work clipping the on raw
Lactose but I still sell

Game enough to mash on the like Sprewell
Don't salt there hoes flows ain't got that sea
under surveillance, Ben Savage
Can't come to the town terrorizing we been
Been heavyweight beefs and went passage
Back to the blockmates and it's safe to cakes
King sizzel bank, shake the spizzle
We don't it drizzle we rain in the G-state

you think this shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you reach for gun
(Think)
Look at all the shit you started
(Come one)
You bring heat but we bring it
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Yeah)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing it)
La la la la la la la la
(Yeah)

Feel the adrenaline, feel the
The effects of the compound the ammo
Doc dre don't with punks
We all thump maximus, stop fucking with us
Take a inside the home of hands-on hip-hop
what you believe and hope you don't get shot for it
Ghetto poets, it if you got one
A hot one, ass and rap like a shotgun

I can write to the sound of the
Smith and Wesson, I use as a weapon
Gun sling my dreams I rain
And fiend for the next challenge, you off balance
Look, I through the worst, avoided the hearst
(Survived)
to death and dying of thirst
(Alive)
Here in the flesh, with the profoc
The answer, the solution, the remedy, the

Don't you this shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you reach for gun
(Think)
Look at all the that you started
(Yeah)
You bring heat but we it harder
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Yes)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Come on)

Don't you think shit is for fun
(No)
before you reach for that Gun
(Think)
Look at all the shit that you
(Yeah)
You bring heat but we bring it
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Now sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Ah ha)
La la la la la la la la

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce,
Bounce, bounce,
State