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M / M.O.P. / How about some hardcore


How about some hardcore?
(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)
How about some hardcore?

[ VERSE 1: Billy Danzenie ]
(Yeah, we like it raw in the streets)
For the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deep
With your ifth on your hip, ready to flip
Whenever you empty your clip, dip, trip your




sidekick
You got skill, you best manage to chill
And do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near
the Hill
With that bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost
ya
Make you reminisce of Frank Nitty 'The Enforcer'
I move with M.O.P.'s Last Generation
Straight up and down, act like you want a
confrontation
I packs my gat, I gotta stay strapped
I bust mines, don't try to sneak up on me from
behind
Don't sleep, I get deep when I creep
I see right now I got to show you it ain't
nothin sweet
Go get your muthafuckin hammer
And act like you want drama
I send a message to your mama
'Hello, do you know your one son left?
I had license to kill and he had been marked for
death
He's up the Hill in the back of the building
with two in the dome
I left him stiffer than a tombstone'

[ Li'l Fame ]
How about some hardcore?
(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)
How about some hardcore?

[ VERSE 2: Billy Danzenie ]
(Yeah, we like it rugged in the ghetto)
I used to pack sling shots, but now I'm packin
heavy metal
A rugged underground freestyler
Is Li'l Fame, muthafucka, slap, Li'l Mallet
When I let off, it's a burning desire
Niggas increase the peace cause when I release
it be rapid fire
For the cause I drop niggas like drawers
Niggas'll hit the floors from the
muthafuckin .44's
I'm talkin titles when it's showtime
Fuck around, I have niggas call the injury help
line
I bust words in my verse that'll serve
Even on my first nerve I put herbs to curbs
I ain't about givin niggas a chance
And I still raise shit to make my brother wanna
get up and dance
Front, I make it a thrill to kill
Bringin the ruckus, it's the neighborhood hoods
for the Hill that's real
Me and mics, that's unlike niggas and dykes
So who wanna skate, cause I'm puttin niggas on
ice
Whatever I drop must be rough, rugged and hard
more
(Yeah! )

[ Billy Danzenie ]
How about some hardcore?
(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)

[ VERSE 3: Billy Danzenie ]
Yo, here I am (So what up?) Get it on,
cocksucker
That nigga Bill seem to be a ill black brother
I gets dough from the way I flow
And before I go
You muthafuckas gonna know
That I ain't nothin to fuck with - duck quick
I squeeze when I'm stressed
Them teflons'll tear through your vest
I love a bloodbath (niggas know the half)
You can feel the wrath (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)
B-i-l-l-y D-a-n-z-e
n-i-e, me, Billy Danzenie
(Knock, knock) Who's there? (Li'l Fame)
Li'l Fame who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)
Boom! Ease up off the trigger
It's aight, me and shorty go to gunfights
Together we bring the ruckus, right?
We trump tight, aight?
I earned mine, so I'm entitled to a title
(7 fuckin 30) that means I'm homicidal

[ Li'l Fame ]
How about some hardcore?
(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)

[ VERSE 4: Li'l Fame ]
Yo, I scream on niggas like a rollercoaster
To them wack muthafuckas, go hang it up like a
poster
Niggas get excited, but don't excite me
Don't invite me, I'm splittin niggas' heads
where the white be
Try to trash this, this little bastard'll blast
it
Only puttin niggas in comas and caskets
I ain't a phoney, I put the 'mack' in a -roni
I leave you lonely (Yeah, yeah, get on his ass,
homie)
Up in your anus, I pack steel that's stainless
We came to claim this, and Li'l Fame'll make you
famous
I mack hoes, rock shows and stack dough
Cause I'm in effect, knockin muthafuckas like
five-o
I'm catchin other niggas peepin, shit, I ain't
sleepin
I roll deep like a muthafuckin Puerto-Rican
So when I write my competition looks sadly
For broke-ass niggas I make it happen like
Mariah Carey
I got shit for niggas that roll bold
Li'l Fame is like a orthopedic shoe, I got mad
soul
I'ma kill em before I duck em
Because yo, mother made em, mother had em and
muthafuck em

[ Li'l Fame ]
Knowmsayin?
Li'l Fame up in this muthafucka
Givin shoutouts to my man D/R Period
[Name]
Lazy Laz
My man Broke Ass Moe
The whole Saratoga Ave.
Youknowmsayin?
Representin for Brooklyn
Most of all my cousin Prince Leroy, Big Mal,
rest in peace
[ Billy Danzenie ]
Danzenie up in this muthafucka
I'd like to say what's up to the whole M.O.P.
Brooklyn, period
Them niggas that just don't give a fuck
[ O.G. Bu-Bang
Bet yo ass, nigga
Hey yo, this muthafuckin Babyface [Name]
Aka O.G. Bu-Bang
Yo, I wanna say what's up to the whole
muthafuckin M.O.P. boyyeee

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