Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em' Up

[Verse 1-The
Street blocks to tree tops, sweet found
The to detox, three Pac's now
He with, he talks like me, I'm sound
Conviction to beat knocks, from my to my cheap socks
Underneath Legends Reebok's
I'm to free speech thoughts, seep around rocks
Volcanic or crack, hard to back
Go with the flow, know what you know and that
Too relevant, but I go back like keggers on a hill, five on a sack
Smoke stack, think Ac', shrink
Rap with a before you and ink the tat
permanent, life learnin' it, pat
Never see the world turn into a track
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")
feelin' the styles

[Verse
Hey, I got this Blues runnin' all through to my veins
ships, Middle Passage, crack cocaine
Ten in the 'Lac, corner boys ground packs
In the of the beast where the life go flat
But the music is the remedy, inhale my rhythm
Perched on the curb, watch converge
It's the of the minds, at time, light occurs
How we cultivated words they sacred herbs
Put it in your pipe and it, squares can't touch it
Rough and rugged, how you it, with no budget
game, man, with my slang tang
You can do the same thang, utilize damn brain
are mountains, countless bouncin'
A multitude in viewed, clubs and
We rain like 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

[Verse F.A.B.]
Let the beat give life to dead
The rhymes wienies to red bulls
The is a whole nother level
The drums, the bass, the and the treble
So let it go, me in, I'm on all corners
Winter, summer, spring, I fall on ya
My mindstate great, the crime rate
Got me irate, it's high stake, so why
Move now, out
Hate it when Hip Hop's finest out
My out, but I'm pourin' my soul out
I never change, only my get sold out
So, what's the Don't be defiant
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