Luyện nghe bài hát How About Some Hardcore

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

[ 1: Billy Danzenie ]
(Yeah, we it raw in the streets)
For the fellas on the posted up 20 deep
With your ifth on your hip, ready to
Whenever you empty clip, dip, trip your sidekick
You got skill, you best to chill
And do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near the
With that bullshit, word, grip, it'll cost ya
Make you reminisce of Frank Nitty Enforcer'
I move with M.O.P.'s Last
up and down, act like you want a confrontation
I packs my gat, I stay strapped
I bust mines, don't try to up on me from behind
Don't sleep, I get when I creep
I see now I got to show you it ain't nothin sweet
Go get your muthafuckin
And act like you want
I send a message to your
'Hello, do you your one son left?
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 him stiffer 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 Fame, muthafucka, slap, Li'l Mallet
When I let off, it's a desire
Niggas increase the peace when I release it be rapid fire
For the cause I drop niggas like
Niggas'll hit the floors the muthafuckin .44's
I'm talkin titles when it's
Fuck around, I niggas call the injury help line
I bust in my verse that'll serve
Even on my first nerve I put herbs to
I ain't about givin niggas a
And I still raise to make my brother wanna get up and dance
Front, I make it a thrill to
Bringin the ruckus, it's the neighborhood 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, rugged and hard
(Yeah!)

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

[ VERSE 3: Billy ]
Yo, I am (So what up?) Get it on, cocksucker
That nigga seem to be a ill black brother
I gets dough from the way I
And I go
You muthafuckas know
I ain't nothin to fuck with - duck quick
I when I'm stressed
Them tear through your vest
I love a bloodbath (niggas the half)
You can the wrath (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)
B-i-l-l-y
n-i-e, me, Billy
(Knock, knock) Who's (Li'l Fame)
Fame who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)
Boom! up off the trigger
It's aight, me and shorty go to
Together we the ruckus, right?
We trump tight,
I earned mine, so I'm entitled to a
(7 fuckin 30) that means I'm

[ Li'l ]
How about some
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)

[ 4: Li'l Fame ]
Yo, I scream on niggas like a
To them wack muthafuckas, go it up like a poster
get excited, but don't excite me
Don't invite me, I'm splittin heads where the white be
Try to trash this, this bastard'll blast it
Only puttin niggas in and caskets
I a phoney, I put the 'mack' 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 shows and dough
Cause I'm in effect, muthafuckas like five-o
I'm catchin other niggas peepin, shit, I sleepin
I roll like a muthafuckin Puerto-Rican
So when I write my competition looks
For niggas I make it happen like Mariah Carey
I got shit for niggas roll bold
Li'l Fame is like a shoe, I got mad soul
I'ma em before I duck em
Because yo, mother made em, mother had em and em

[ Fame ]

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

Laz
My man Ass Moe
The Saratoga Ave.

Representin for
Most of all my Prince Leroy, Big Mal, rest in peace
[ Billy ]
Danzenie up in 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, this Babyface [Name]
Aka O.G.
Yo, I wanna say what's up to the whole M.O.P. boyyeee