Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Me With Your Best Shot

Hit me your best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me your best shot.
Hit me your best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me with best shot,
Hit me with best shot, hit me with your best shot.
on hit me with my best,
Come on hit me my best
on hit me with my best

Verse 1
died, what happened? Marshall stopped rappin'
I guess makes me the captain, hit the matress, pistol packin'
sick assassin, bitch to gassin', get to
broke up, were you bitches askin'
Our clique relaxin' in the hills of Aspen, poppin' and Aspirin
and I'm the machine brought Marshall back to life
him that my rhymes just have to be tight
so I figured I would grab the mic
a nig*a 'bout to rhyme right after Christ
sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab
grab an oath in the afterlife, that's only
like a rock star is the only life
and we are, 6 men, who are old friends
my nig*a Bugz, Holton
all the way down, hold them, D-12 nig*a, 'till the world end

Hit me your best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me with best shot.
Hit me your best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me your best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me with best shot.
Come on hit me my best,
on hit me with my best
Come on hit me my best

2 [Swifty]:
A nig*as try to underestimate me
'till I come back with vengeance and slice trachea
been placed on a contract for hatin'
I'ma 'em, one by one, for taintin'
Ability to a facility, I'm a sinner of Satan
fast as a child rapist
Life or trifle, Henny has made me in
gon' lock me up under the basement
I'm a one man army, marine and
you done made me
I'm crazy, insane, and
I bite the face off baby
for anyone who try to diss Proof or
break their Halo
put 'em on the reaper's payroll, them and hang their soul
it no hoes here, McVay s got a scroll
names on it, dipped in blood, man I'm cold

Hit me with best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me with your shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me your best shot.
Hit me with your best shot, hit me with best shot,
Hit me with best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your shot, hit me with your best shot.
on hit me with my best,
Coke on hit me with my
Come on hit me with my

Verse 3
I know you we were done, we rose up
got a gun to make whole inside fold up
and hit us with the best shot and still standin'
so tell the world it can our scrotum
soldiers, who wanna stunt
who wanna be the fall guy, who want the
who wanna get fucked for lookin' at me
every time I roll up I'ma it blunt
where did y'all run when we almost Marshall
y'all did it big Costco
and we in this bitch like a tampon
still fuck dirty, Em's clean a bar o' soap
and you so slick, on some baffoon shit
my on a sweeper, your was on a broomstick
lookin' all stupid, I'm rude and abusive
and strapped, make me use it

Hit me with your shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me your best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your shot, hit me with your best shot.
Hit me your best shot, hit me with your best shot,
Hit me with your best shot, hit me with best shot,
Hit me with best shot, hit me with your best shot.
on hit me with my best,
Coke on hit me with my
Come on hit me with my

Verse 4
Aight, here's I come in at...

I in this game with, bad intentions,
and I ain't budged, not even an inch since
I'm stubborn, evil, and
I'm nothing you ever seen, pencil in
hand, it's like I'm the insulin,
so you might wanna button it like
I frightened of nothing, I injure men
step right in this mark with my and
walk, to the stage,
I ain't here to cause trouble, get the fuck out my
fall back, cocksucker, I ain't A&W
get your cold mugs in my way
get Shattered, fuckin' A
been way since B.C., what can I say?
I'm stuck in my ways like double tape
don't get turned to a vegetable dick
you ain't Superman, stay in lane, Lois
D-12 flames like flamethrowers
spit 'til we get sprained jaws metaphors
that cut with the force as chainsaws
hope you're coming with A game,
'cause things have changed in this game, isn't the game, boys
the stakes have raised, better make lemonade
when they give you lemons, if want us, let 'em aim for us