I only like my shit hardcore (Radzay, South Central L.A. nigga) I only like my shit hardcore I only like my shit hardcore I only like my shit hardcore
my pitch or send it persona And I'll still stick your moms for her stocks and bonds I got that bomb ass cock, a good ass shot With hardcore flows to
the jungle man to man, with the jam, You know who I am. When me come me coming rough, you know I'm above, Be there. I drop it medium rare, yeah! J'adore Hardcore
Hardcore to make the brothers act fools Hardcore to make the brothers act fools Hardcore to make the brothers act fools Hardcore to make the brothers
't hectic fight for fun this is Hardcore 81 Neighbourhood watch, backyard brawl Riot at Montanan hall, fighting ruins, this is sad but true This is hardcore
check drawers for balls [Chorus: Chuck D (singers)] Whatever it takes to make it hardcore! (Ridin with a soldier, hard truth soldiers in the game) Whatever it takes to make it hardcore
Never a flaw A different kind of high Y'know, feel me on this, huh, uhh Ladies and gents, your dopest host presents extravagance In the ladies' frame
I got no time for fake niggaz Just sip some Cristal with these real niggaz From East to West coast spread love niggaz And while you niggaz talk shit we
Undeas Lil' Ceasar The bitch pleaser Uhh uh, check it Yo I be buyin' 'em V's, so all my girls be eyein' Cease Comin' backstage, dyin' to get pleased
Fuck you This is for them hoes that I hate Pardon my French But I just wanna say Fuck you This is for them snakes that smile in your face Pardon my French
ninety please Yeah, yeah, here's five dollars, keep the change Oh, fuck you May, I help you? Yeah, ah, can, can, I have one for Little Kim, hardcore
Yeah, uh In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land y'all Where loyalty is everything The M.A.F.I.A. forgives but never forgets Let me tell you In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land
Uhh {dice thrown} yeah Uhh, here's another one, and another one Yeah Lil' Kim, the Queen Bee It's ladies night what, it must be Angie on the mic The
just to see If all the yayo and boy carryin' On the Peter Pan and Maryland was worth the bitch marryin' This nigga I so worked so hard for choose my life to be hardcore
Yeah, fuck that, yo, I want some pussy tonight I think I wanna fuck my bitch, Goldie an' shit Only because she got some money for me an' shit I think
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas Then rock the shots of the liquor They make me cum quicker Rub between your belly like jelly, R.Kelly You think
*Sound of people talking in background* Hater #1: Hey yo Hater #2: Whatup baby? Hater #1: That little stink ass bitch Kim them little snake niggaz
You got it goin' on, wha wha Wha, wha You got it goin' on, wha wha Wha, wha You got it goin' on, wha wha Wha, wha You got it goin' on, wha wha I used
