Luyện nghe bài hát How About Some Hardcore

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

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

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

[ 2: Billy Danzenie ]
(Yeah, we like it in the ghetto)
I used to pack shots, but now I'm packin heavy metal
A underground freestyler
Is Fame, muthafucka, slap, Li'l Mallet
I let off, it's a burning desire
Niggas increase the peace when I release it be rapid fire
For the cause I drop niggas drawers
hit the floors from the muthafuckin .44's
I'm titles when it's showtime
Fuck around, I have niggas call the help line
I bust words in my verse serve
Even on my first nerve I put herbs to
I about givin niggas a chance
And I still shit to make my brother wanna get up and dance
Front, I make it a to kill
the ruckus, it's the neighborhood hoods for the Hill that's real
Me and mics, unlike niggas and dykes
So who wanna skate, cause I'm niggas on ice
Whatever I drop must be rough, and hard more
(Yeah!)

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

[ VERSE 3: Danzenie ]
Yo, here I am (So up?) Get it on, cocksucker
That nigga Bill seem to be a ill brother
I dough from the way I flow
And I go
You muthafuckas gonna
That I ain't to fuck with - duck quick
I squeeze I'm stressed
Them teflons'll tear through your
I a bloodbath (niggas know the half)
You can feel the (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)
D-a-n-z-e
n-i-e, me, Billy
(Knock, knock) there? (Li'l Fame)
Fame who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)
Boom! up off the trigger
It's aight, me and go to gunfights
Together we bring the ruckus,
We trump tight,
I earned mine, so I'm entitled to a
(7 fuckin 30) that means I'm

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

[ VERSE 4: Fame ]
Yo, I scream on like a rollercoaster
To them wack muthafuckas, go it up like a poster
Niggas get excited, but don't me
Don't invite me, I'm splittin niggas' where 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 came to claim this, and Fame'll make you famous
I hoes, rock shows and stack dough
Cause I'm in effect, knockin muthafuckas five-o
I'm other niggas peepin, shit, I ain't sleepin
I roll deep a muthafuckin Puerto-Rican
So I write my competition looks sadly
For broke-ass niggas I make it happen like Carey
I got shit for niggas that roll
Li'l Fame is like a shoe, I got mad soul
I'ma em before I duck em
yo, mother made em, mother had em and muthafuck em

[ Li'l ]

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

Laz
My man Ass Moe
The Saratoga Ave.

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