Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Up

Boom, I'ma go 'head it, mayne
Niggas still hating, but you know I be the realist,
Eastside nigga, all day and
Still killing all these rappers but I feel no
Bitch, I'm still an alien, get for abduction
About to kill this beat, no chorus, no
I'm a m-o-n-s-t-e-r, choppa split his wig, and pull his head apart
I'ma keep on stacking money 'til, it's like the bus height
Diamonds on my wrist be shining like bus
Niggas talking all that shit, but can't rhyme right
have my style, well I call that a soundbite
I take yo' and beat yo' beat and leave it comatose
I'ma keep on syrup until I overdose
I am with something they have yet to diagnose
I take yo' bitch, then yo' bitch then tell her adios
Bitch ass nigga, what ya really do
Come up in ya spot like what ya niggas gon' do
I do not deal with the
I'm a chemist in the lab, and I got the special
I keep more hoes, than a
Bad yellow bitch, she my dick a massage
All my niggas got weight just like a bodyguard
I am the Torch and I leave these niggas charred
See me on the streets, dressed like a
I'm the best of the best, you won't find nobody
Exuding all this energy a generator
I keep on rising up like a fucking
I hit your track, like a Train
Choppa on my lap will 'em ordained
R.I.P to track that was slain
It's Jay F. Tae and the F is for