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