Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

I got a mac and a six pack
I don't work out, I chit chat
My bad, I get racks
That Rolls Royce, gift-wrapped
Them still come shrink-wrapped
I'm not strapped, think that
I'm low key that click clack
rat a tat tat tat tat
Throw the and I'm runnin' home
Niggas stop loyal when the money gone
Still walk in this bitch, I'm a hundred
One chain on my neck, feel I got a hundred on
Look at my on this bitch
and gold on my wrist
Money, the accountant be it
That's why I'm this shit
I'm in BK with SK
Same clothes since
that Biggie Smalls on replay
And I ain't wearing no today
I do the dance with this mac
You do it too or get Shmurda'd
I be grilling beef, I ain't talkin' no burgers
I finna be walkin' like I'm a New
I let off the K and I hope in the Uber
It's never a question that I am the
I the clip and lay you in a pool of
Blood, see how he got hit with the
Blood, that's how we be movin'
Blood, swooping Compton to Brooklyn
And ain't the Barclays but niggas be shootin'

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

Running cocaina back and
the bag of salt
E S to the G N
I'm the dropped the package off
for the murder, masks is off
Bitch you a loss
the DEA we shook 'em off
Bitch we 'em off
Shook and the jars
And on my mommas stove top
By the time she came from church boy
I bet you I had an O
In the of the muhfuckin' day
no more yayo, boy I done out
Nigga pull up in a foreign on
forgies that'll bring them out
yeah nigga, niggas keep beggin'
I pull out a pump in this bitch I'm blizzard
Yeah, your pockets, we robbin'
these bitches got all of us
Nigga, it's to ask for forgiveness than ask for permission
You the hollow, I'm catchin'you slippin'
I did it alone, only God as my
My nigga got off cause we tied up the
and made sure the nigga couldn't show up in
You know the business, them find out that you snitchin'
them niggas gon' be at your
Everyday Halloween will go trick or treatin'
with two tweny-three at door
Flippin' a check off this
go back to the trap and put that in the weed and the like

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

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

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