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