Luyện nghe bài hát On The Edge (Azealia Banks Diss)

All up in my black!
All up in my black!
All up in my black to take my truck!

Huh, rose up from the bottom of the pump a flashlight
And all you easy bomb bitches got your chest
Weak bitch, you couldn't beat me with best might
I'm burning rubbers on hoes the condom over...
Hold up, I'm killing these bitches
If not that then I'm giving stitches
I'm burning them down, then I'm these bitches
If they talk shit then I'm kicking they in
If you talk shit then I'm kicking lips in
They with blunts, they literally splitting
I'm all in your face, I've got something to in
up! Wait!
Time for
If rap is crucified, bitch I'm the
The best secret
You is
I'm to fucking teach em, you're the fucking lesson!
You and me a fire to a matchstick
I'm a fucking problem, you wanna add this
Hold up! You wanna add this!
Better yet go run your suns and your bag

Every time I hear part for the rest of my life I'm gonna die of laughter
Oh wait, wait, I was the person to hear...
Oh whatever the you called that weak ass... to Jim Jones
You know when you had bitches up in your trying find dirt on you?
Or the time you were the studio with Missy Elliott
And she was to be in the studio with you, remember?

I'm from the 313
With the fucking meat cleaver out like who want
What you gonna do this... flow?
... you on own shit, you should dip low hoe
Wait, I want you bitches so scared your mental break
So you be broke with expensive taste
I bet you leap, ...frog ass bitch
Pussy ass, the Cowardly Dog ass bitch
up! Yeah!

Or like you were texting me about ... remember?
steal her fans, we're not really friends with this bitch!
And I was like, oh OK, all good!
Bitch, I got emo on you!
Bitch, you want war!
But we're just gonna tell happened when we were together

I was in the City, chilling a bomb bitch
Who was on Twitter, talking she run shit
You was in my text, looking for some pity,
I'm at the bar alone on some Sex in the City
My boyfriend left me, my gonna break
Bitch, you be niggas on their oxygen tank!
Shit! I be making moves, bitch, my fate
Looking at you whack hoes like who's spot should I
Wait, wait! ... rainbow, now you're on your Wayne
gonna be missing like her edges in her... is
Really, I was you would clap first
But way I'mma go and get you that work!
I'm the one that everybody say you be
You it too, cause I'm the only one ain't tweet
Nappy... fucking Easter Bunny
Eat up track, that's the OJ...

I'm like laughing on this shit
why she doesn't really talk much
Cause like I just want you to have the balls to respond to me,
Don't tell me when you're going to London for a
say, oh, you're so
Wait, wait, wait, wait, I see you hung out ....
Did he play you the track that I
Did he your style that I stole, bitch?
Give me our beat, let me work bass
He played that for me, I like it
put an album out!
I think my album's more than yours and I just started a week ago
You out here sleeping on floors,
Wasting on digi-videos and Photoshop
it, bitch!