Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

I got a black mac and a six
I don't out, I don't chit chat
My bad, I get racks
Rolls Royce, come gift-wrapped
Them still come shrink-wrapped
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 home
Niggas stop loyal when the money gone
Still walk in this bitch, I'm a hundred
One chain on my neck, feel like I got a on
Look at my flow on this
and gold on my wrist
Money, the be countin' it
why I'm throwin' this shit
I'm in BK with SK
Same since yesterday
With that Biggie on replay
And I ain't no vest today
I do the Shmoney with this mac
You better do it too or get
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 I am the shooter
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, swooping Compton to Brooklyn
And this ain't the Barclays but niggas be

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 gon' hit 'em
Running down back and forth
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
First to
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard

Running back and forth
Copped the bag of
E S to the G N
I'm the boss dropped the off
for the murder, masks is off
Bitch you took a
the DEA we shook 'em off
Bitch we 'em off
Shook and the jars
And dope on my stove top
By the time she came back church 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
yeah nigga, niggas keep beggin'
I pull out a pump in this bitch like I'm
Yeah, empty pockets, we robbin'
these bitches got all of us
Nigga, better to ask for forgiveness than ask for permission
You catchin' the hollow, I'm catchin'you
I did it alone, only God as my
My nigga got off cause we tied up the
and made sure the couldn't show up in court
You know the business, them niggas out that you snitchin'
niggas gon' be at your throat
Everyday Halloween niggas go trick or treatin'
with two at your door
Flippin' a off this rappin'
go to the trap and put that in the weed and the blow like

Running niggas down 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
First to
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
to score
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard

I just caught a body a week ago
hatin' 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, out that European [?]
S to the K to the E-M-E, callin' the EMT after I this clip
I sold my dope right on CMT, I'm at the ING, I'm as weird as it gets
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 this 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 Crooked get 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 about [?]
I ain't squashin' shit, I won't call it off, I just handle like a man nigga
I'm on frontline these bands nigga
Need a chair, I can't stand
We do and hop outs
Got slidin' on that van nigga

Running niggas back and forth
I'm pass 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
Running niggas 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
First to
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard