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 tryin' to my truck!

Huh, up from the bottom of the pump like a flashlight
And all you easy bomb bitches got your tight
Weak bitch, you couldn't beat me with your might
I'm rubbers on hoes with the condom over...
Hold up, I'm killing these bitches
If not that then I'm giving them
I'm burning them down, then I'm cutting bitches
If they talk shit then I'm kicking they in
If you talk then I'm kicking your lips in
tripping 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, I'm the resurrection
The kept secret
You is
I'm here to fucking em, you're the fucking lesson!
You and me a wild to a matchstick
I'm a problem, you don't wanna add this
Hold up! You don't add this!
Better yet go run suns and your bag bitch

Every time I hear that part for the rest of my life I'm die of laughter
Oh wait, wait, I was the person to hear...
Oh the fuck you called that weak ass... to Jim Jones
You know when you had bitches up in your hood find dirt on you?
Or like the time you 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 out like who want beef
What you gonna do with this...
... you on own shit, you should dip low hoe
Wait, I you bitches so scared that your mental break
So you forever be broke with expensive
I bet you leap, ...frog ass bitch
Pussy ass, Courage the Cowardly Dog ass
up! Yeah!

Or like when you were texting me ... remember?
Let's 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 gonna 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, for some pity, bitch
I'm at the bar on some Sex in the City shit
My boyfriend left me, my gonna break
Bitch, you be fucking niggas on oxygen tank!
Shit! I be making moves, bitch, plotting my
Looking at you whack like who's spot should I take
Wait, wait! ... rainbow, now on your Wayne shit
Rapunzel gonna be 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 everybody say you can't be
You know it too, cause I'm the only one tweet
Nappy... ghetto Easter Bunny
Eat up track, that's the OJ...

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