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 move I can't lose
incognito niggas ain't ready
For whoever who has the flow nigga I spit deadly
Fear me to the day I'm dead on the 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
Tears laughter but who gonna cry?
My style be so touchin' nigga yo eye!
Get used to lies and dead wise guys
and any bitch niggaz feel they wit my's
C'mon let's get it on, to the in the dawn,
before long if you you be dead and gone
And now i'm the to clarify my name in vain
you thought motherfuckers I was playin? Baby I hit 'em all (Chorus)
Jay-Z and Ja Rule- Load 'em all be Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
For as long as I'm a 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
its a game Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
Show 'em I playin' Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
For operatin' planes Im a Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em
Baby I 'em all whatcha wanna do with this nigga nuthin so shut the fuck up
And learn see my team can get a whole town gamin'
Give it up we take the small change
Nigga yeah uh you think my way of fucked up right?
Till you live it and the cash gets to eattin at yo
Fear it you be a nigga, you near it,
you be the next nigga,never have to go and been it
Cold thought you need a killa 'round here
Y'all niggaz really some pitiful ideas
I keep tryin to get this world to see hard my mind on that money
My to be stack 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 style fresh out of Queens (Brooklyn)
I recognize how my cliques gettin' down
Everyday is while takin' yours into niggaz is stress
Leavin' peep holes in yo chest god bless the next that get to rest
Frustration and stress me question death
I wanna shoot all I feel should be shot on the spot
Let 'em rot with in their knot Oh shit you bitch ass niggaz be lit
Smoke weed it you the heart to proceed Whatcha game plan you da man
Go for your guns feel no remorse i leave your brain ???
Now settle down get your shit tight Should we expect right
And everything is
But if you slip son that ass is gone top dogg recognize
I'm Hit 'em all (Chorus)