Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em' Up

[Verse 1-The
blocks to tree tops, sweet spots found
The diction to detox, Pac's now
He with, he talks like me, I'm sound
Conviction to beat knocks, from my head to my cheap
Underneath Living Legends
I'm bound to free thoughts, seep around rocks
or crack, hard to hold back
Go with the flow, know what you know and that
Too relevant, but I go back like keggers on a hill, on a dope sack
Smoke stack, Ac', shrink wrap
Rap with a before you and ink the tat
That's permanent, life it, pat
Never wanna see the world turn into a
I runnin' no game, small time, no names
If we one in the same, you gunnin' for

(The Grouch)]
Amp, Hit 'Em a "one"
(Zion, Hit 'Em a "one, two")
Go on and me in, now "one, two, three"
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(Amp, Hit 'Em a "one")
Grouch, Hit 'Em a "one, two"
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They the styles

[Verse
Hey, I got this Blues train runnin' all to my veins
Slave ships, Middle Passage, cocaine
Ten slap in the 'Lac, corner ground packs
In the belly of the beast the life go flat
But the music is the remedy, my rhythm steadily
Perched on the curb, church converge
It's the meeting of the minds, at time, occurs
How we words like they sacred herbs
Put it in pipe and puff it, squares can't touch it
Rough and rugged, how you it, with no budget
Independent game, man, my slang tang
You can do the same thang, utilize your brain
Metaphors are mountains, countless
A multitude in viewed, clubs and
We rain like to wash it clean
I'm in the back my mug on mean, my whole team

[Hook-The Grouch (Zion) F.A.B.}]
{Amp, Hit 'Em a "one"}
(Grouch, Hit 'Em a "one, two")
Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four"
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(F.A.B., Hit 'Em a "one")
{And Zion, Hit 'Em a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
feelin' the styles

[Verse F.A.B.]
Let the beat give to dead souls
The turn wienies to red bulls
The is a whole nother level
The drums, the bass, the and the treble
So let it go, count me in, I'm on all
Winter, summer, spring, then I on ya
My mindstate define great, the crime
Got me irate, high stake, so why wait?
Move now, out
Hate it when Hip Hop's finest out
My gold out, but I'm pourin' my out
I never change, my shows get sold out
So, what's the science? Don't be
My turn midgets to giants, just try it
Go crazy, riot, Grouch and
F.A.B. is who I am

[Hook-The Grouch (Zion) F.A.B.}]
Amp, Hit 'Em a "one"
(Grouch, Hit 'Em a "one, two")
Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four"
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(Amp, Hit 'Em a "one")
Zion, Hit 'Em with a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They feelin' the