Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Hittaz

[Intro DJ talking (With Echos)]
Yea! (Yea)
Six (Six)
Boogie (Mane)
Mindz (Tize Mindz)
You know.. (You know)
Niggaz get scared when they see these hard (Hard Hittas)
Walk up in the motherfuckin' club we comin to and shit (Possess and shit)
They start talking like and shit (And shit)

You cant me
Stand
No!!!

[DJ

2x]
They got scared when these hittas came in
They got but they all tucked in
We got them thangs and we 'em all in
These niggaz play dead when they hear we in (Came in)

Blac]
See I'm a hitta yes I am
And I dont really nigga give a
you and how you fuckin rock shit
I put a 45 that make you bitches stop
You cock it go ahead and cock it
make a nigga like me make you drop it
I'm ten toes I'm tha M-fuckin-Town
We gangster
You hear the gangster sound
Its ashes to ashes to dust
The we trust
Y'all dont really wanna
I see you and crew nigga in da club
You in yo chainz you must be some sissy club
Do you wanna go to war nigga & some blood
You talkin shit like a fuckin slut
You shit then you might as well bring shit
I shut this muthafuckin down for you bitch!

2x]

[DJ
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Now if you why so many diss Hypnotize
Its cause haters ain't eatin
they on some diets
A lot them is sick I think they got amnesia
Cause on Sunday they ya
But Monday they need ya
tellin lies to the public
If you could rewind your back
You be wit me on this track
But I come here my nigga for no sorrow no wounds
But im'a stay bumpin till I bump by head on my
Fo' real!

J]
Niggaz wanna blame us cause they famous
They wanna ride a new whip of catchin the matter bus
So why I gotta take the blame for lame ass niggaz not things
Maybe you need to boost some clothes get some pocket change
I know you like them tales say you make the three six sell
So while my pockets still on swoll you reachin in the garbage
I'm not your friend wit' it name a price and J'll spend it
Get yourself a nine to and try your luck on a lottery ticket

What's up
be bad as the next nigga
True facts you ain't gettin but fuck nigga
Buck nigga catchin the cut when I nigga
Jump thinkin you cool you chump nigga
that im'a get nine to get mine
If you dog off in the club I'm on shine
Pine in my mouth up your cloud and get paid
Wit' the same place to our own and get away
Whats the deal dog I be bout buckin and crunk
And really dog I care less about stunts
In my trunk though you gon' ride after the show
Ain't no goes so I suppose you'll get throwed by some elbows
Fuck it I'll fill his ass wit' holes on that funk blow throwin low
I'm a pro get crunk dog get buck dog
But actin a fuckin' fool gon' get you jumped dog