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