Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Too Hard

[kung fu
They me, what happened, alright
You're still young, and things like that always
When you'll learn, then know not to make those mistakes

Deck]
Really? These dudes don't want it with Deck, no, my set
it or you love it, but you gonna respect though
You got to know my name, check the blood, sweat & tears
For years, niggas know I
I'm a made nigga, what you call a boss
On my own two, never taking orders ya'll
What I spit, get the corners involved, it's wreck on the
It's House Gang, son, it's more hard
The life glamour and glitz, best believe
On the flip side, nigga, them hammers and clips
Wanna live in high and rich, so we scramble the strip
Camouflage, with hand on the grip
Ain't gon' stop kid from getting his due
No, your not big enough to fit in his shoe
I don't rock what you rap, niggas, they be
On wire', just not HBO
They under fire, edge the way we know
They know they time up, guess why they hate me so
But yo, they never take me though, I had to go like
Montana, licking, sniffing crazy
Still I be Hard to Kill Seagal
Warrior built, big shield and sword
One Six Ooh'ing it, doing it, king
Salutations, that's respecting the eyes
For those follow my lead, attract to the light
At the time, marvel the speed
I'm so dope, I can bottle it
The most influential, modern day he

Yo, deep in the bungalo, chopping the
Carving my own path, another road
I need a son to soul, he brought the troops him
It presidential, I got the truth serum
Don't the booth near him, respect in the sabotage
I'm on the patio, stretched in my
And my hard, the Wolverine skeleton
I be the yellow man, on the other brand
But on the other hand, up the darkness
I'm stir fried, nigga, yeah, I'm
My apartment is a in the wall, nigga
Pass me the rock, stop holding the
I told you before, under worser
Chessboxing, nigga, mic's a dead body

Ace]
Aiyo, it's time to make dinero
I'm going to the Summer Jam to bash your hero
Lie up in bedroom, smash your bureu
We for the money, man, pass the Euro
Apartment to pesos, the yen
And, we don't want to have to ask
Cuz we gon' be laughing then
These three men, take on your whole and win
Look, labels stay with a cat's future
And that on me heavy like Rasputia
But I still keep like a shortshop
I'mma be sitting at the table the cork pop
You gon' be at the table with a porkchop
Lacking on the beat a short cop
your boy Ace, BK's own
All you ringtone rap dudes, stay home, come on