Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em' Up

[Verse 1-The
Street 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 speech thoughts, seep around
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 a shrink before you and ink the tat
permanent, life learnin' it, pat
Never wanna see the turn into a track
I ain't no game, small 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")
feelin' the styles

[Verse
Hey, I got this Blues train runnin' all to my veins
Slave ships, Passage, crack cocaine
Ten slap in the 'Lac, corner ground packs
In the belly of the beast where the life go
But the music is the remedy, my rhythm steadily
Perched on the curb, church converge
It's the of the minds, at time, light occurs
How we cultivated like they sacred herbs
Put it in your pipe and puff it, squares touch it
Rough and rugged, how you love it, no budget
game, man, with my slang tang
You can do the same thang, your damn brain
are mountains, countless bouncin'
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 (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)
(F.A.B., Hit 'Em a "one")
{And Zion, Hit 'Em a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They the styles

3-Mistah F.A.B.]
Let the beat give life to souls
The rhymes turn wienies to red
The feelin' is a 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 rate
Got me irate, high stake, so why wait?
Move now, out
Hate it Hip Hop's finest sold out
My out, but I'm pourin' my soul out
I never change, my shows get sold out
So, the science? 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")
feelin' the styles