Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate Niggaz (Skit)

Ja Rule- It must be the way that I spit
make you say damn this nigga ridiculous
The way I hit 'em and move nigga I lose
Inconspicuous incognito ain't ready
For who has the flow nigga know I spit deadly
Fear me to the day I'm dead on the street with in me
The ghettos got love for me ima lay for 'em
If I have to gradually or after The only fib be love and disaster
Tears before laughter but who gonna
My be so touchin' nigga wipe yo eye!
Get used to obvious lies and dead guys
and any bitch niggaz feel 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 clarify my in vain
What you thought 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 to the day of my demise Baby Ima Hit 'em all
Thinkin' its a 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 kill 'em all whatcha wanna do with nigga nuthin so shut the fuck up
And somethin' see my team can get a whole town gamin'
Give it up we even take the change
Nigga uh you think my way of life fucked up right?
Till you it and the cash gets to eattin at yo spirit
Fear it you be a broke nigga, you it,
you be the next nigga,never have to go and been it
Cold thought you need a killa 'round here
Y'all niggaz have some pitiful ideas
I keep to get this world to see hustle 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 gettin' rich
to earn a dollar makes Baby I Hit 'em all (Chorus)
Baby I come in style fresh out of Queens (Brooklyn)
I recognize how my killa gettin' down
Everyday is while takin' yours into process is stress
Leavin' peep holes in yo chest god bless the that get laid to rest
Frustration and make me question death
I wanna shoot all niggaz I feel should be on the spot
Let 'em rot with lead in their Oh shit 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 When i leave brain ???
Now settle down get your shit tight Should we move right
And everything is
But if you slip son ass is gone top dogg motherfuckers recognize
I'm Hit 'em all (Chorus)