Luyện nghe bài hát Harder

Ah, I don't hear shit
Get off ya ass
It's right now, right now, right
And we it to you live, come on
Golden state, what, come on, bitch
New shit! Ha, on, yeah Ras Kass blaze that shit up
Xzibit, break it down, slam it, roll

Show me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Sarah Michelle
Rap star, trash tellies blow up my sprint
Dare me, I tongue Berry's belly
her a monster's ball, fuck it you tell me
Platinum, 22 inch perrelli's
Jelly, it so ugly, it gets scary
Haters act like under-age hoes, so really
fuck wit y'all, paging R. Kelly
(Ooh)

Oh, if the shoe buy a matching shirt
Ya nothing take ya face and dirt
Catch me and my niggas wit
Strictly 9 triggas disfigure ya figure
Our figgas got bigger, niggas the
Menace to society and y'all made me Kane
Can't us faggot, you bust we bust
In God we trust but we at dusk, biatch!

Don't you think this is for fun
(No)
before you reach for that gun
(Think)
Look at all the that you started
(Yeah)
You bring but we bring it harder
(Sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Yes)
La la la la la la la la
(Come on)

Yella, yizzel, shizza-lean
Fuck what y'all talking about, shit clean
why we filthy rich behind the scenes
Game spitters with helmets and pads on the hitters
so far what this game sent
We to burn it down open bar entertainment
Taking the work clipping the on raw
intolerant but I still sell

Game to mash on the coach like Sprewell
Don't there hoes flows ain't got that sea smell
Overstand surveillance, Ben Savage
come to the town terrorizing we been laden
Been beat heavyweight beefs and passage
Back to the blockmates and it's safe to unlock
sizzel makin' bank, shake the spizzle
We make it drizzle we rain in the G-state

you think this shit is for fun
(No)
Think you reach for that gun
(Think)
at all the shit that you started
(Come one)
You bring but we bring it harder
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Yeah)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing it)
La la la la la la la la
(Yeah)

Feel the adrenaline, feel the
The effects of the compound the dump
Doc dre fuck with punks
We all like maximus, stop fucking with us
Take a ride inside the of hands-on hip-hop
Speak what you believe and you don't get shot for it
Ghetto poets, it if you got one
A hot one, ass and rap like a shotgun

I can to the sound of the sunset
Smith and Wesson, I use as a weapon
Gun sling my dreams I supreme
And fiend for the next challenge, knocking you off
Look, I been the worst, avoided the hearst
(Survived)
Starving to and dying of thirst
(Alive)
in the flesh, elope with the profoc
The answer, the solution, the remedy, the

you think this shit is for fun
(No)
Think you reach for that gun
(Think)
Look at all the shit you started
(Yeah)
You bring heat but we it harder
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Yes)
La la la la la la la la
(Sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Come on)

Don't you this shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you reach for Gun
(Think)
Look at all the that you started
(Yeah)
You bring heat but we it harder
(Now sing)

La la la la la la la la
(Ha)
La la la la la la la la
(Now sing)
La la la la la la la la
(Ah ha)
La la la la la la la la

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce,
Bounce, bounce,
State