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

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

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

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

I'm like genuinely laughing on shit
That's why she doesn't really talk
Cause like I want you to have the balls to respond to me, bitch
tell me when 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 your style that 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 done than yours and I just started a week ago
You out here on studio floors,
money on digi-videos and Photoshop
it, bitch!