Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em' Up

[Verse 1-The
blocks to tree tops, sweet spots found
The to detox, three Pac's now
He walks with, he like me, I'm sound
Conviction to beat knocks, from my head to my cheap
Underneath Legends Reebok's
I'm bound to free speech thoughts, seep rocks
Volcanic or crack, hard to hold
Go with the flow, what you know and show that
Too relevant, but I go back like keggers on a hill, five on a dope
Smoke stack, think Ac', shrink
Rap with a before you and ink the tat
That's permanent, learnin' 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 through to my
Slave ships, Middle Passage, crack
Ten in the 'Lac, corner boys ground packs
In the belly of the beast where the life go
But the music is the remedy, inhale my rhythm
Perched on the curb, watch converge
the meeting of the minds, at time, light occurs
How we cultivated words like sacred herbs
Put it in your pipe and it, squares can't touch it
Rough and rugged, how you love it, with no
Independent game, man, my slang tang
You can do the same thang, utilize your damn
Metaphors are mountains, countless
A multitude in viewed, and houses
We rain like to wash it clean
I'm in the back with my mug on mean, my whole

[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")
They the styles

3-Mistah F.A.B.]
Let the give life to dead 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, me in, I'm on all corners
Winter, summer, spring, I fall on ya
My mindstate define great, the crime
Got me irate, it's 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, what's the Don't be defiant
My turn midgets to giants, just 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")
feelin' the styles