Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

I got a mac and a six pack
I don't work out, I don't chat
My bitch bad, I get
Rolls Royce, come 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 burner and I'm runnin'
Niggas being loyal when the money gone
Still in this bitch, I'm a hundred strong
One chain on my neck, feel I got a hundred on
Look at my flow on bitch
Platinum and gold on my
Money, the accountant be it
That's why I'm this shit
I'm in BK with SK
Same since yesterday
With that Biggie on replay
And I wearing no vest today
I do the Shmoney dance with mac
You better do it too or get
I be that beef, I ain't talkin' no burgers
I finna be like I'm a New Yorker
I let off the K and then I in the Uber
It's a question that I am the shooter
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, from Compton to Brooklyn
And ain't the Barclays but niggas be shootin'

Running niggas down and forth
I'm pass 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
Running down back and forth
I'm like the torch
it off
Niggas making 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 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
Bitch you took a
Fuck the DEA we 'em off
we shook 'em off
Shook and the jars
And dope on my 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 sold out
Nigga up in a mothafuckin' foreign on
forgies that'll them hoes out
Like yeah nigga, niggas beggin'
I pull out a pump in this bitch I'm blizzard
Yeah, empty your pockets, we
these bitches got all of us
Nigga, it's better to ask for forgiveness ask for permission
You catchin' the hollow, I'm slippin'
I did it alone, only God as my
My nigga got off we tied up the witness
and made the nigga couldn't show up in court
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 and put that in the weed and the blow like

niggas 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
First to
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 gon' hit 'em
We hit 'em all
to score
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard

I just caught a body like a ago
These hatin' 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 European [?]
S to the K to the E-M-E, callin' the EMT after I empted clip
I sold my right on CMT, I'm at the ING, know 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 think this a rap now, I might down and come try your luck
Riders with me be wired up, they ridin' with me the tyres bust
Haters talkin', but they better it, before that nigga Crooked get fired up
Lay you out like my Balmains, you gotta '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 frontline with these nigga
Need a chair, I can't niggas
We do walk-by's and hop
Got doors on that van nigga

niggas down back 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 niggas 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
First to
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard