Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

I got a black mac and a six
I don't work out, I don't chat
My bad, I get racks
Rolls Royce, come gift-wrapped
Them birds still come
I'm not strapped, don't think
I'm low key with that clack
rat a tat tat tat tat
Throw the burner and I'm runnin'
Niggas stop being when the money gone
Still walk in this bitch, I'm a hundred
One on my neck, feel like I got a hundred on
at my flow on this bitch
Platinum and on my wrist
Money, the accountant be it
That's why I'm throwin' this
I'm in BK with SK
Same clothes since
With that Biggie Smalls on
And I ain't no vest today
I do the Shmoney dance with mac
You do it too or get Shmurda'd
I be grilling that beef, I ain't no burgers
I finna be like I'm a New Yorker
I let off the K and then I in the Uber
never a question that I am the shooter
I empty the and lay you in a pool of
Blood, see how he got hit with the
Blood, that's how we be movin'
Blood, from Compton to Brooklyn
And this ain't the Barclays but niggas be

Running niggas back and forth
I'm pass the torch
it off
Niggas making bets so who gonna him off
First to
We gon' hit 'em
We hit 'em all
to score
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em
Running niggas down and forth
I'm like the torch
it off
Niggas making bets so who gonna him off
to score
We hit 'em hard
We hit 'em all
First to
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard

Running cocaina and forth
the bag of salt
E S to the G N
I'm the dropped the package off
Coming for the murder, is off
you took a loss
Fuck the DEA we 'em off
we shook 'em off
Shook and the jars
And on my mommas stove top
By the she came back from church boy
I bet you I had an O
In the middle of the day
no more yayo, boy I sold out
Nigga pull up in a mothafuckin' on
that'll bring them hoes out
Like yeah nigga, niggas keep
I pull out a pump in this like I'm blizzard
Yeah, your pockets, we robbin'
these got all of us trippin'
Nigga, it's better to ask for forgiveness than ask for
You catchin' the hollow, I'm slippin'
I did it alone, God as my witness
My nigga got off cause we tied up the
and made sure the nigga couldn't show up in
You the business, them niggas find out that you snitchin'
them niggas gon' be at your
Everyday Halloween niggas will go or treatin'
with two at your door
Flippin' a off this rappin'
go back to the and put that in the weed and the blow like

Running niggas down back and
I'm pass the torch
it off
Niggas making bets so who blast him off
to score
We hit 'em hard
We hit 'em all
to score
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard
niggas down back and forth
I'm like the torch
it off
Niggas making so who gonna blast him off
to score
We hit 'em hard
We hit 'em all
to score
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em

I caught a body like a week ago
These niggas want attention, I don't see 'em though
You talk that gangsta shit, but I can't believe it bro
We pull up with them shots, knockin' out that [?]
S to the K to the E-M-E, callin' the EMT I empted this clip
I sold my dope right on CMT, I'm at the ING, know I'm as weird as it
Chuck Taylor told me it's haters, so I say fuck 'em and bury these niggas in pits
on wrist, no toc or no tic, your girl on my dick, man come get your bitch
Niggas think this a rap now, I might back down and come try your
with me be wired up, they ridin' with me till the tyres bust
Haters talkin', but they better cool it, before that nigga get fired up
Lay you out like my Balmains, you play 'em straight, he get ironed up
lean till I'm high enough, I don't give a fuck about [?] nigga
I ain't squashin' shit, I won't call it off, I just handle like a man nigga
I'm on with these bands nigga
Need a chair, I can't niggas
We do walk-by's and hop
Got slidin' doors on van nigga

Running niggas down and forth
I'm pass the torch
it off
Niggas making bets so who blast him off
First to
We gon' hit 'em
We hit 'em all
First to
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em
Running down back and forth
I'm pass the torch
it off
Niggas making so who gonna blast him off
to score
We gon' hit 'em
We hit 'em all
to score
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em