Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em' Up

[Verse Grouch]
Street blocks to tree tops, sweet found
The diction to detox, three now
He walks with, he talks like me, I'm
Conviction to knocks, from my head to my cheap socks
Living Legends Reebok's
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 like keggers on a hill, five on a dope sack
Smoke stack, Ac', shrink wrap
Rap with a shrink you and ink the tat
permanent, life learnin' it, pat
Never see the world turn into a track
I ain't runnin' no game, time, no names
If we one in the same, you for change

(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 feelin' the

2-Zion]
Hey, I got this Blues train runnin' all to my veins
Slave ships, Middle Passage, crack
Ten slap in the 'Lac, corner boys packs
In the belly of the where the life go flat
But the music is the remedy, inhale my rhythm
Perched on the curb, watch church
the meeting of the minds, at time, light occurs
How we words like they sacred herbs
Put it in your pipe and puff it, squares touch it
Rough and rugged, how you it, with no budget
Independent game, man, my slang tang
You can do the same thang, utilize damn brain
are mountains, countless bouncin'
A multitude in viewed, clubs and
We rain fountains to wash it clean
I'm in the back with my mug on mean, my 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")
Zion, Hit 'Em with a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They the styles

3-Mistah F.A.B.]
Let the beat life to dead souls
The rhymes turn wienies to red
The feelin' is a whole nother
The drums, the bass, the snares and the
So let it go, me in, I'm on all corners
Winter, summer, spring, I fall on ya
My mindstate define great, the rate
Got me irate, it's stake, so why wait?
Move now, out
it when Hip Hop's finest sold out
My gold out, but I'm pourin' my out
I never change, my shows get sold out
So, what's the science? be defiant
My music turn midgets to giants, try it
Go crazy, riot, and Zion
F.A.B. is who I am

[Hook-The (Zion) {Mistah 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")
{And Zion, Hit 'Em a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They the styles