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

All up in my black!
All up in my black!
All up in my tryin' 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 rubbers on hoes with the condom over...
Hold up, I'm busy these bitches
If not then I'm giving them stitches
I'm burning them down, I'm cutting these bitches
If they talk shit then I'm they lips in
If you shit then I'm kicking your lips in
They with blunts, they literally splitting
I'm all in your face, got something to spit in
up! Wait!
Time for
If rap is crucified, bitch I'm the
The kept secret
You is
I'm here to teach em, you're the fucking lesson!
You and me a fire to a matchstick
I'm a problem, you don't wanna add this
Hold up! You wanna add this!
Better yet go run your suns and your bag

Every time I hear that part for the rest of my I'm gonna die of laughter
Oh wait, wait, I was the person 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 like the time you were the studio with Missy
And she was scared to be in the with you, remember?

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

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

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

I'm genuinely laughing on this shit
That's why she really talk much
Cause like I just want you to have the balls to to me, bitch
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 you the track that I ripped?
Did he play style that I stole, bitch?
me our beat, let me work that bass
He played for me, I didn't like it
put an album out!
I think my album's more done than and I just started a week ago
You out here on studio floors,
Wasting on digi-videos and Photoshop
it, bitch!