Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate Niggaz (Skit)

Ja Rule- It must be the way that I spit
That you say damn this nigga ridiculous
The way I hit 'em and move nigga I lose
incognito niggas ain't ready
For whoever who has the nigga know I spit deadly
Fear me to the day I'm dead on the street holes in me
The ghettos got love for me ima lay for 'em
If I have to gradually down or after The fib be love and disaster
before laughter but who gonna cry?
My style be so touchin' nigga yo eye!
Get used to obvious lies and wise guys
and any bitch niggaz they fuckin wit my's
C'mon let's get it on, to the in the dawn,
before if you wrong you be dead and gone
And now i'm the bomb to clarify my in vain
What you thought motherfuckers I was playin? I hit 'em all (Chorus)
Jay-Z and Ja Load '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 demise Ima Hit 'em all
its a game Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't Ima Hit 'em Hit 'em
For operatin' like Im a Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em
Baby I kill 'em all whatcha wanna do with this nuthin so shut the fuck up
And learn somethin' see my team can get a town gamin'
it up we even take the small change
Nigga yeah uh you my way of life fucked up right?
Till you live it and the cash gets to 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 thought you need a killa here
Y'all really have some pitiful ideas
I keep tryin to get this world to see hustle hard my on that money
My to be stack it if you got it for when you get it
talk about it just be about it that it
Went all against niggaz gettin' rich figure
to a dollar makes sense Baby I Hit 'em all (Chorus)
I come in style 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 next that get to rest
Frustration and make me question death
I shoot all niggaz I feel should be shot on the spot
Let 'em rot with lead in their knot Oh you bitch ass niggaz be lit
Smoke weed it give you the heart to proceed game plan you da man
Go for your guns feel no remorse i leave your brain ???
Now settle get your shit tight Should we expect move right
And everything is
But if you slip son that ass is gone top dogg motherfuckers
I'm Hit 'em all (Chorus)