Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate Niggaz (Skit)

Ja It must be the way that I spit shit
That make you say damn nigga ridiculous
The way I hit 'em and nigga I can't lose
Inconspicuous incognito ain't ready
For whoever who has the flow nigga know I spit
Fear me to the day I'm on the street with holes in me
The ghettos got love for me ima lay for 'em
If I to gradually down or after The only fib be love and disaster
before laughter but who gonna cry?
My style be so touchin' nigga yo eye!
Get used to obvious and dead wise guys
and any bitch feel they fuckin wit my's
C'mon let's get it on, to the in the dawn,
long if you wrong you be dead and gone
And now i'm the bomb to my name in vain
you thought motherfuckers I was playin? Baby I hit 'em all (Chorus)
Jay-Z and Ja Rule- 'em all be tonight Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
For as as I'm a alive Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
I my piece of the pie Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
Expect my's to the day of my Baby Ima Hit 'em all
Thinkin' its a Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
For operatin' planes Im a Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em
Baby I kill 'em all whatcha wanna do with this nigga nuthin so the fuck up
And somethin' see my team can get a whole town gamin'
Give it up we even the small change
Nigga yeah uh you think my way of life up right?
Till you it and the cash gets to eattin at yo spirit
Fear it you be a nigga, you near it,
you be the next nigga,never have to go back and it
Cold stares you need a killa 'round here
Y'all niggaz really have pitiful ideas
I keep tryin to get this to see hustle hard my mind on that money
My motto to be it if you got it for when you get it
Don't talk it just be about it that it
Went all odds against niggaz rich figure
to earn a makes sense Baby I Hit 'em all (Chorus)
Baby I come in comin' fresh out of Queens (Brooklyn)
I how my killa cliques gettin' down
Everyday is while takin' yours into niggaz is stress
Leavin' peep holes in yo chest god bless the that get laid to rest
Frustration and stress make me death
I wanna shoot all niggaz I feel should be shot on the
Let 'em rot with in their knot Oh shit you bitch ass niggaz be lit
Smoke weed it give you the heart to Whatcha game plan you da man
Go for your guns feel no When i leave your brain ???
Now settle down get shit tight Should we expect move right
And everything is
But if you slip son that ass is gone top dogg recognize
I'm Hit 'em all (Chorus)