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, rose up from the of the pump like a flashlight
And all you easy bomb bitches got chest tight
bitch, you couldn't beat me with your best might
I'm burning on hoes with the condom over...
Hold up, I'm killing these bitches
If not that then I'm them stitches
I'm them down, then I'm cutting these bitches
If they talk shit then I'm they lips in
If you talk shit then I'm your lips in
They tripping with blunts, they 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 fucking problem, you don't wanna add
Hold up! You don't add this!
Better yet go run your 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 first to hear...
Oh whatever the fuck you that weak ass... to Jim Jones
You know when you had bitches up in your hood trying find dirt on
Or like the time you were the studio with Missy
And she was to be in the studio with you, remember?

I'm from the 313
With the meat cleaver out like who want beef
What you do with 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 broke expensive taste
I bet you won't leap, ...frog ass
ass, Courage the Cowardly Dog ass bitch
up! Yeah!

Or like when you were me about ... remember?
Let's steal her fans, we're not really friends this bitch!
And I was like, oh OK, all good!
Bitch, I got emo on you!
Bitch, you don't 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, for some pity, bitch
I'm at the bar alone on some Sex in the shit
My boyfriend left me, my gonna break
Bitch, you be niggas on their oxygen tank!
Shit! I be moves, bitch, plotting my fate
Looking at you whack hoes like who's spot I take
Wait, wait! ... rainbow, now you're on Wayne shit
Rapunzel gonna be missing like her in her... is
Really, I was hoping you would clap
But either way I'mma go and get you work!
I'm the one that everybody say you be
You know it too, I'm the only one ain't tweet
Nappy... ghetto fucking Bunny
Eat up every track, the OJ...

I'm like genuinely on this shit
That's why she doesn't talk much
Cause like I just want you to have the balls to respond to me,
Don't 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 that I
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 more done than yours and I just started a week ago
You out here on studio floors,
Wasting money on digi-videos and
it, bitch!