Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Hittaz

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

You touch me
Stand
No!!!

[DJ

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

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

2x]

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

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

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