Kunci: G major
Verse 1
F
Gm
Fm
F
Gm
How about
Fm
some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
F
How about some hardcore?
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
F
How about some hardcore? (Yeah, we
Gm
like it raw in the streets)
Verse 2
Fm
For the fellas on the corner
F
With your fifth on your hip,
Fm
F
Gm
Whenever you empty your clip, dip,
F
Gm
You got skill, your best bet is to chill
Fm
And do yourself a favor,
Gm
don't come nowhere near the Hill
Fm
With that bullshit, word,
Gm
money grip, it'll cost ya
Fm
Gm
Make you reminisce of Frank Nitty
Gm
I move with M.O.P.'s Last
Gm
act like you want a confrontation
Fm
Gm
I packs my gat, and I got to stay strapped
Fm
F
I bust mines,
Gm
don't try to sneak up on me from behind
Fm
Gm
Don't sleep, I get deep when I creep
Fm
F
I see right now,
Gm
I got to show you it ain't nothin sweet
Fm
Gm
Go get your motherfuckin' hammer
Fm
And act like you want drama
F
Gm
I send a message to your mama
Fm
F
Gm
"Hello, do you know your one son left?"
Fm
Gm
I am licensed to kill an d he
had been marked for death
Fm
F
Gm
He's up the Hill in the back of
Fm
the building with two in the dome
Gm
I left him stiffer than a tombstone
Verse 3
Fm
F
How about some hardcore?
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
F
How about some hardcore?
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
F
How about some hardcore?
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
F
Gm
Fm
F
How about some hardcore? (Yeah, we like it rugged in the ghetto) I used to pack sling shots,
Gm
but now I'm packin' heavy metal
Fm
F
A rugged underground
Gm
muthafucker, slap, Lil' Mallet
Fm
F
Gm
When I let off, it's a burning desire
Fm
F
Niggas increase the peace 'cause
Gm
when I release it be rapid fire
F
Gm
For the cause, I drop niggas like drawers
Fm
F
Gm
Niggas'll hit the floors from the
Fm
Fuck around,
F
Gm
I have niggas call the injury help line
Fm
F
Gm
I bust words in my words that'll serve
Fm
F
Gm
Even on my first nerve, I put herbs to curbs
Fm
F
And I still raise shit that make my
Gm
brother wanna get up and dance
Fm
F
Gm
Front, I make it a thrill to kill
Gm
it's the neighborhood hoods for the Hill that's real
F
Gm
Me and mics hustle like niggas and dykes
Gm
cause I'm puttin niggas on ice
Fm
F
Gm
Whatever I drop must be rough,
Fm
F
Gm
rugged and hard more (yeah)
Verse 4
Fm
F
How about some hardcore?
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Verse 5
Fm
F
Gm
Yo, here I am (so what up?) Get it on,
cocksucker
Fm
F
That nigga Bill seem to be
Fm
F
Gm
I gets dough from the way I flow
F
Gm
You motherfuckers gonna know
Fm
F
Gm
That I ain't nothin to fuck with, duck quick
Fm
F
I squeeze when I'm stressed
Gm
Them teflons'll tear through your vest
Fm
F
Gm
I love a bloodbath (niggas know
the half)
Fm
F
You can feel the wrath
Fm
Ave.)
F
Gm
Fm
B- I- L- L- Y D- A- N- Z- E- N- I- E
F
Gm
Fm
Me, Billy Danzenie
Fm
F
Lil' Fame who? (Lil'Fame,
Fm
Boom, ease up off the trigger
F
Gm
It's aight, me and shorty go to
F
Together we bring the ruckus, right?
Gm
F
We trump tight, aight?
I earned mine,
Gm
Fm
so I'm entitled to a title
F
Gm
(7 fuckin 30) that means
Verse 6
I'm homicidal
Fm
F
How about some hardcore?
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Fm
How about some hardcore?
F
Gm
(Yeah, we like it raw)
Verse 7
Fm
F
Gm
Yo, I scream on niggas like a rollercoaster
Fm
To them wack motherfuckers,
Gm
go hang it up like a poster
Fm
F
Niggas get excited,
Gm
I'm splittin' niggas' heads where the white be
Fm
F
Gm
Try to trash this, this little
Fm
F
I ain't a phoney,
Gm
Fm
I put the "mack" in - aroni
F
Gm
I leave you lonely (yeah, yeah,
Up in your anus,
Gm
I pack steel that's stainless
Fm
We came to claim this,
Gm
and Lil' Fame'll make you famous
Gm
rock shows and stack dough
Fm
F
'Cause I'm in effect,
Gm
knockin' motherfuckers like five- o
Fm
F
Gm
I'm catchin other niggas peepin',
shit, I ain't sleepin'
Fm
F
Gm
I roll deep like a
motherfuckin Puerto- Rican
F
So when I write my compet
Fm
F
No punk- ass niggas,
Gm
I make it happen like Mariah Carey
F
Gm
I got shit for niggas that roll bold
Fm
Gm
Lil' Fame is like a orthopedic shoe,
I got mad soul
Fm
F
Gm
I'ma kill 'em before I duck 'em
Fm
Because yo, mother made 'em,
Gm
Fm
F
mother had 'em and motherfuck 'em
Gm
Knowmsayin? Lil' Fame up in this mother
Verse 8
Fm
fucker
F
Gm
Fm
Givin' shoutouts to my man DR Period
Fm
F
Gm
My man Broke Ass Moe
Fm
The whole Saratoga Ave., you
know what I'm sayin'?
Gm
Representin' for Brooklyn
Fm
Gm
Most of all, my cousin Prince Leroy,
Fm
Big Mal, rest in peace
Gm
Danzenie up in this motherfuck
Verse 9
Fm
er
Gm
Fm
Them niggas that just don't give a fuck
Fm
Gm
Hey yo, this motherfuckin'
Fm
Babyface Nelson
Yo, I wanna say what's up to the
whole motherfuckin' MOP, boy
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