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 that
I'm low key with that click
rat a tat tat tat tat
Throw the burner and I'm home
Niggas stop being loyal when the money
Still in this bitch, I'm a hundred strong
One chain on my neck, feel like I got a on
Look at my on this bitch
and gold on my wrist
Money, the be countin' it
That's why I'm throwin' shit
I'm in BK that SK
Same clothes since
that Biggie Smalls on replay
And I ain't wearing no today
I do the dance with this mac
You better do it too or get
I be grilling that beef, I ain't no burgers
I finna be walkin' like I'm a New
I let off the K and then I hope in the
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 be shootin'

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

cocaina back and forth
Copped the bag of
E S to the G N
I'm the boss 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 the jars
And on my mommas stove top
By the time she came back from boy
I bet you I had an O
In the middle of the day
no more yayo, boy I done out
Nigga up in a mothafuckin' foreign on
forgies bring them hoes out
Like yeah nigga, niggas keep
I pull out a pump in this like I'm blizzard
Yeah, your pockets, we robbin'
these got all of us trippin'
Nigga, it's better to ask for 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 know the business, them find out that you snitchin'
them niggas gon' be at throat
Everyday Halloween niggas go trick or treatin'
two tweny-three at your door
Flippin' a check off this
go back to the trap and put in the weed and the blow like

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

I just caught a body a week ago
These hatin' niggas want attention, I see 'em though
You that gangsta shit, but I just can't believe 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 empted clip
I sold my dope 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
Rolley on wrist, no toc or no tic, your 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 better cool it, before that nigga Crooked get fired up
Lay you out my Balmains, you gotta play '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 call it off, I just handle mine like a man nigga
I'm on frontline with these nigga
Need a chair, I stand niggas
We do walk-by's and hop
Got slidin' on that van nigga

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