Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Hitters

Heavy for life
hitters for life

You rappers think I give a fuck the way the day spit
Want to be on my album but don't want me on shit
Everybody thought I was a compilation
I was really myself they competition

Fresh off the plane the all star game
Bone girls on TV, so all star trains
picture, man, no stichin', man
Somethin' for the fresh out the kitchen, man

Last 9/11 I was poor on a half I floored up my math
Now it's Porsche and I'm floorin' the gas
Got a lot a problems, money one that I not no more
Dame, look at how everybody den changed

All my niggas is 'bout to have it
Tell J that I'm 'bout to change the
This everything else sound played
Kanye! Kanye! Kanye!

Now up
Ain't nobody messin' me dog, now you say it
Ain't messin' with you at all
I told, "Dude, you can't rap on my interlude"
Now does make me as rude as Jude?

When the album comin' out, man, the people is
Y'all got Adidas, ya sick with the fashion
Ya got doe, so ya spit for the passion
The way ya rhymes give me Called Quest flash backs

And not even bring up the tracks, man
Nope, nope, not do that, man
Ya eatin' up the like Pac, man
And got the whole world shakin' just crack phiends

hitters for life
Roca fella is for

them diamonds up
Throw them up
Trow ya