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 like a
And all you easy bitches got your chest tight
Weak bitch, you couldn't me with your best might
I'm burning rubbers on with the condom over...
Hold up, I'm killing these bitches
If not that I'm giving them stitches
I'm burning down, then I'm cutting these bitches
If they talk shit then I'm kicking they in
If you talk shit I'm kicking your lips in
They with blunts, they literally splitting
I'm all in your face, I've got to spit in
up! Wait!
Time for
If rap is crucified, bitch I'm the
The kept secret
You is
I'm here to fucking teach em, the fucking lesson!
You and me a wild to a matchstick
I'm a problem, you don't wanna add this
up! You don't wanna add this!
Better yet go run your suns and bag bitch

time I hear that part for the rest of my life I'm gonna die of laughter
Oh wait, wait, I was the first to hear...
Oh whatever the fuck you called weak ass... to Jim Jones
You when you had bitches up in your hood 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?

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

Or like when you texting me about ... remember?
Let's steal her fans, we're not really 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 tell what happened when we were together

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

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