Luyện nghe bài hát How About Some Hardcore

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

[ VERSE 1: Billy ]
(Yeah, we it raw in the streets)
For the fellas on the corner up 20 deep
your ifth on your hip, ready to flip
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, money grip, it'll ya
Make you reminisce of Frank 'The Enforcer'
I move M.O.P.'s Last Generation
up and down, act like you want a confrontation
I my gat, I gotta stay strapped
I bust mines, try to sneak up on me from behind
Don't sleep, I get deep when I
I see right now I got to show you it ain't nothin
Go get muthafuckin hammer
And act you want drama
I a message to your mama
'Hello, do you your one son left?
I had license to and he had been marked for death
He's up the Hill in the back of the building with two in the
I him stiffer than a tombstone'

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

[ VERSE 2: Billy ]
(Yeah, we it rugged in the ghetto)
I used to pack shots, but now I'm packin heavy metal
A rugged underground
Is Li'l Fame, muthafucka, slap, Mallet
When I let off, it's a desire
increase the peace cause 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 titles when it's showtime
around, I have niggas call the injury help line
I bust words in my that'll serve
Even on my nerve I put herbs to curbs
I ain't about niggas a chance
And I raise shit to make my brother wanna get up and dance
Front, I make it a thrill to
Bringin the ruckus, the neighborhood hoods for the Hill that's real
Me and mics, that's unlike niggas and
So who skate, cause I'm puttin niggas on ice
Whatever I must be rough, rugged and hard more
(Yeah!)

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

[ VERSE 3: Billy ]
Yo, here I am (So what up?) Get it on,
That Bill seem to be a ill black brother
I gets dough from the way I
And I go
You muthafuckas know
That I nothin to fuck with - duck quick
I when I'm stressed
Them teflons'll through your vest
I love a (niggas know the half)
You can feel the (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)
D-a-n-z-e
n-i-e, me, Billy
(Knock, knock) Who's (Li'l Fame)
Fame 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 hardcore?
(Yeah, we it raw!) (4x)

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

[ Li'l ]

Li'l up in this 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, rest in
[ Danzenie ]
Danzenie up in muthafucka
I'd to say what's up to the whole M.O.P.
Brooklyn,
Them niggas that just don't give a
[ O.G.
Bet yo ass,
Hey yo, this Babyface [Name]
Aka O.G.
Yo, I say what's up to the whole muthafuckin M.O.P. boyyeee