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 birds come shrink-wrapped
I'm not strapped, don't that
I'm low key that click clack
rat a tat tat tat tat
Throw the and I'm runnin' home
Niggas stop being loyal the money gone
Still walk in this bitch, I'm a strong
One on my neck, feel like I got a hundred on
Look at my flow on this
and gold on my wrist
Money, the be countin' it
That's why I'm this shit
I'm in BK that 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 talkin' no burgers
I finna be walkin' like I'm a New
I let off the K and I hope in the Uber
never a question that I am the shooter
I empty the clip and lay you in a of
Blood, see how he got hit the Ruger?
Blood, that's how we be movin'
Blood, swooping from Compton to
And this ain't the but niggas be shootin'

Running down back and forth
I'm like 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
niggas down back 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
to score
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
for the murder, masks is off
Bitch you a loss
Fuck the DEA we 'em off
we shook 'em off
Shook and twist the
And dope on my mommas top
By the time she came back from boy
I bet you I had an O
In the of the muhfuckin' day
no more yayo, boy I sold out
Nigga up in a mothafuckin' foreign on
forgies bring them hoes out
Like yeah nigga, niggas keep
I pull out a pump in bitch like I'm blizzard
Yeah, empty your pockets, we
these got all of us trippin'
Nigga, better to ask for forgiveness than ask for permission
You catchin' the hollow, I'm slippin'
I did it alone, God as my witness
My nigga got off cause we up the witness
and made the nigga couldn't show up in court
You know the business, them niggas find out that you
them niggas be at your throat
Everyday Halloween niggas will go or treatin'
with two tweny-three at your
a check off this rappin'
go back to the trap and put that in the weed and the like

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

I just caught a like a week ago
hatin' niggas want attention, I don't see 'em though
You talk that gangsta shit, but I just believe it bro
We pull up with them shots, knockin' out that [?]
S to the K to the E-M-E, the EMT after I empted this clip
I sold my dope right on CMT, I'm at the ING, know I'm as weird as it
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 this a rap now, I might back down and come try luck
Riders with me be wired up, ridin' with me till the tyres bust
Haters talkin', but they better cool it, before nigga Crooked get fired up
Lay you out like my Balmains, you play 'em straight, he get ironed up
Drinkin' lean 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
a chair, I can't stand niggas
We do and hop outs
Got doors on that van nigga

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