Luyện nghe bài hát Harder

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

Show me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Sarah Gell-ie
Rap star, trash tellies blow up my sprint
Dare me, I tongue Berry's belly
Show her a monster's ball, it you tell me
Platinum, heavy 22 perrelli's
Jelly, it gets so ugly, it 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
me and my niggas wit strick-9
Strictly constrict 9 triggas ya figure
Our got bigger, niggas the same
to society and y'all done made me Kane
Can't extort us faggot, you we bust
In God we trust but we at dusk, biatch!

you think this shit is for fun
(No)
Think before you reach for gun
(Think)
Look at all the shit 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, shaft
Fuck what y'all about, this shit clean
why we filthy rich behind the scenes
Game spitters with helmets and shoulder pads on the
Bullshit so far what this game
We here to burn it down bar entertainment
Taking the work clipping the on raw
intolerant but I still sell

Game enough to mash on the coach Sprewell
Don't salt there flows ain't got that sea smell
Overstand under surveillance, Ben
Can't to the town terrorizing we been laden
beat heavyweight beefs and went passage
Back to the blockmates and it's to unlock cakes
King makin' bank, shake the spizzle
We make it drizzle we rain in the G-state

Don't you think this is for fun
(No)
before you reach for that gun
(Think)
Look at all the shit that you
(Come one)
You bring heat but we 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, the rush
The of the compound the ammo dump
Doc dre don't fuck punks
We all like maximus, stop fucking with us
Take a inside the home of hands-on hip-hop
what you believe and hope you don't get shot for it
Ghetto poets, it if you got one
A hot one, with ass and rap a shotgun

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

Don't you think shit 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
(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 you reach for that Gun
(Think)
at all the shit 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,
Golden