Luyện nghe bài hát How About Some Hardcore

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

[ 1: Billy Danzenie ]
(Yeah, we it raw in the streets)
For the fellas on the posted up 20 deep
your ifth on your hip, ready to flip
Whenever you empty your clip, dip, trip sidekick
You got skill, you best manage to
And do a favor, don't come nowhere near the Hill
that bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost ya
Make you reminisce of Nitty 'The Enforcer'
I move with M.O.P.'s Generation
up and down, act like you want a confrontation
I packs my gat, I gotta stay
I bust mines, don't try to up on me from behind
sleep, I get deep when I creep
I see right now I got to you it ain't nothin sweet
Go get muthafuckin hammer
And act like you drama
I send a message to mama
'Hello, do you your one son left?
I had to kill and he had been marked for death
up the Hill in the back of the building with two in the dome
I left him stiffer a tombstone'

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

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

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

[ VERSE 3: Danzenie ]
Yo, I am (So what up?) Get it on, cocksucker
That nigga Bill to be a ill black brother
I dough from the way I flow
And I go
You gonna know
That I ain't nothin to fuck - duck quick
I squeeze I'm stressed
Them teflons'll tear your vest
I love a bloodbath (niggas the half)
You can feel the wrath (Saratoga/St. Ave.)
D-a-n-z-e
n-i-e, me, Danzenie
(Knock, knock) there? (Li'l Fame)
Li'l who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)
Boom! Ease up off the
aight, me and shorty go to gunfights
Together we the ruckus, right?
We trump tight,
I earned mine, so I'm to a title
(7 fuckin 30) that I'm homicidal

[ Li'l ]
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
Niggas get excited, but excite me
invite me, I'm splittin niggas' heads where the white be
Try to this, this little bastard'll blast it
puttin niggas in comas and caskets
I ain't a phoney, I put the 'mack' in a
I leave you (Yeah, yeah, get on his ass, homie)
Up in anus, I pack steel that's stainless
We came to this, and Li'l Fame'll make you famous
I mack hoes, shows and stack dough
Cause I'm in effect, knockin muthafuckas five-o
I'm catchin niggas peepin, shit, I ain't sleepin
I roll deep a muthafuckin Puerto-Rican
So when I my competition looks sadly
For broke-ass niggas I make it like Mariah Carey
I got shit for niggas that roll
Fame is like a orthopedic 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 up in this muthafucka
Givin shoutouts to my man D/R

Laz
My man Ass Moe
The whole Ave.

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