Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

I got a black mac and a six
I don't work out, I don't chit
My bitch bad, I get
That Rolls Royce, gift-wrapped
Them birds still come
I'm not strapped, don't that
I'm low key with that clack
rat a tat tat tat tat
Throw the burner and I'm runnin'
stop being loyal when the money gone
Still walk in this bitch, I'm a strong
One on my neck, feel like I got a hundred on
at my flow on this bitch
Platinum and gold on my
Money, the accountant be it
That's why I'm this shit
I'm in BK that SK
Same since yesterday
With that Biggie Smalls on
And I ain't no vest today
I do the Shmoney dance this mac
You better do it too or get
I be grilling that beef, I ain't talkin' no
I be walkin' like I'm a New Yorker
I let off the K and then I hope in the
It's never a question that I am the
I empty the clip and lay you in a of
Blood, see how he got hit with the
Blood, bandana that's how we be
Blood, from Compton to Brooklyn
And ain't the Barclays but niggas be shootin'

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

Running cocaina back and
Copped the bag of
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
Bitch we '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 yayo, boy I done sold out
Nigga pull up in a mothafuckin' on
forgies that'll them hoes out
Like yeah nigga, keep beggin'
I pull out a pump in bitch like I'm blizzard
Yeah, your pockets, we robbin'
these bitches got all of us
Nigga, better to ask for forgiveness than ask for permission
You the hollow, I'm catchin'you slippin'
I did it alone, God as my witness
My nigga got off we tied up the witness
and made sure the nigga couldn't show up in
You the business, them niggas find out that you snitchin'
niggas gon' be at your throat
Everyday Halloween niggas will go or treatin'
two tweny-three at your door
Flippin' a check off this
go back to the trap and put that in the weed and the blow

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

I just a body like a week ago
These hatin' niggas attention, I don't see 'em though
You talk that gangsta shit, but I just can't it bro
We up with them shots, knockin' out that European [?]
S to the K to the E-M-E, callin' the EMT after I this clip
I sold my dope on CMT, I'm at the ING, know I'm as weird as it gets
Taylor told 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 girl on my dick, man come get your
Niggas think a rap now, I might back down and come try your luck
Riders with me be wired up, they ridin' with me till the bust
Haters talkin', but they better cool it, before that nigga get fired up
Lay you out like my Balmains, you gotta play 'em straight, he get up
Drinkin' lean till I'm high enough, I don't give a fuck [?] nigga
I ain't shit, I won't call it off, I just handle mine like a man nigga
I'm on with these bands nigga
a chair, I can't stand niggas
We do and hop outs
Got slidin' on that van nigga

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