Luyện nghe bài hát How About Some Hardcore

[ Billy ]
How about some
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)
How about some

[ VERSE 1: Danzenie ]
(Yeah, we it raw in the streets)
For the on the corner posted up 20 deep
With your on your hip, ready to flip
Whenever you empty clip, dip, trip your sidekick
You got skill, you best manage to
And do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near the
With that bullshit, word, grip, it'll cost ya
you reminisce of Frank Nitty 'The Enforcer'
I move with M.O.P.'s Last
Straight up and down, act you want a confrontation
I my gat, I gotta stay strapped
I bust mines, don't try to sneak up on me from
Don't sleep, I get deep when I
I see right now I got to show you it ain't sweet
Go get your muthafuckin
And act like you want
I send a message to mama
'Hello, do you know your one son
I had license to and he had been marked for death
He's up the Hill in the back of the with two in the dome
I left him than a tombstone'

[ Fame ]
How some hardcore?
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)
How about some

[ VERSE 2: Billy ]
(Yeah, we it rugged in the ghetto)
I used to pack sling shots, but now I'm packin metal
A rugged underground
Is Li'l Fame, muthafucka, slap, Mallet
When I let off, it's a desire
Niggas increase the peace cause when I release it be fire
For the I drop niggas like drawers
hit the floors from the muthafuckin .44's
I'm talkin titles it's showtime
Fuck around, I have niggas call the injury line
I bust words in my verse serve
on my first nerve I put herbs to curbs
I ain't about niggas a chance
And I still raise shit to make my brother wanna get up and
Front, I it a thrill to kill
Bringin the ruckus, it's the hoods for the Hill that's real
Me and mics, unlike niggas and dykes
So who skate, cause I'm puttin niggas on ice
I drop must be rough, rugged and hard more
(Yeah!)

[ Billy ]
How about some
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)

[ VERSE 3: Billy ]
Yo, here I am (So what up?) Get it on,
That nigga Bill seem to be a ill brother
I gets from the way I flow
And I go
You muthafuckas gonna
That I nothin to fuck with - duck quick
I squeeze when I'm
Them teflons'll through your vest
I a bloodbath (niggas know the half)
You can feel the wrath (Saratoga/St. Ave.)
B-i-l-l-y
n-i-e, me, Billy
(Knock, knock) there? (Li'l Fame)
Li'l who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)
Boom! up off the trigger
It's aight, me and go to gunfights
Together we the ruckus, right?
We tight, aight?
I earned mine, so I'm to a title
(7 30) that means I'm homicidal

[ Fame ]
How about some
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)

[ VERSE 4: Li'l ]
Yo, I scream on niggas a rollercoaster
To them muthafuckas, go hang it up like a poster
get excited, but don't excite me
Don't invite me, I'm splittin niggas' heads the white be
Try to trash this, this bastard'll blast it
Only puttin niggas in comas and
I ain't a phoney, I put the in a -roni
I leave you (Yeah, yeah, get on his ass, homie)
Up in anus, I pack steel that's stainless
We to claim this, and Li'l Fame'll make you famous
I mack hoes, rock and stack dough
Cause I'm in effect, knockin like five-o
I'm catchin other niggas peepin, shit, I sleepin
I roll deep like a Puerto-Rican
So when I write my competition looks
For broke-ass I make it happen like Mariah Carey
I got for niggas that roll bold
Li'l Fame is like a orthopedic shoe, I got mad
I'ma em before I duck em
Because yo, mother made em, had em and muthafuck em

[ Fame ]

Li'l Fame up in muthafucka
shoutouts to my man D/R Period

Laz
My man Ass Moe
The whole Ave.

Representin for
Most of all my cousin Prince Leroy, Big Mal, rest in
[ Billy ]
Danzenie up in muthafucka
I'd like to say what's up to the M.O.P.
Brooklyn,
Them that just don't give a fuck
[ O.G.
Bet yo ass,
Hey yo, this muthafuckin [Name]
Aka O.G.
Yo, I wanna say what's up to the whole M.O.P. boyyeee