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, up from the bottom of the pump like a flashlight
And all you easy bitches got your chest tight
bitch, you couldn't beat me with your best might
I'm rubbers on hoes with the condom over...
Hold up, I'm busy killing these
If not that then I'm them stitches
I'm them down, then I'm cutting these bitches
If they shit then I'm kicking they lips in
If you talk shit then I'm kicking your in
They tripping 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 fucking problem, you don't add this
Hold up! You don't add this!
yet go run your suns and your bag bitch

Every time I hear part for the rest of my life I'm gonna die of laughter
Oh wait, wait, I was the person to hear...
Oh whatever the you called that weak ass... to Jim Jones
You know when you had bitches up in your hood trying find on you?
Or like the time you were the with Missy Elliott
And she was scared to be in the studio with you,

Bitch I'm the 313
With the fucking meat out like who want beef
What you gonna do this... flow?
... you on own your shit, you dip low hoe
Wait, I you bitches so scared that your mental break
So you forever be broke expensive taste
I bet you won't leap, ...frog ass
Pussy ass, Courage the Cowardly Dog ass
up! Yeah!

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

I was in the City, chilling with a bitch
Who was on Twitter, like 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 boyfriend me, my heart's gonna break
Bitch, you be fucking niggas on oxygen tank!
Shit! I be moves, bitch, plotting my fate
Looking at you whack like who's spot should I take
Wait, wait! ... rainbow, now you're on your Wayne
Rapunzel 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 everybody say you be
You know it too, I'm the only one ain't tweet
Nappy... fucking Easter Bunny
Eat up track, that's the OJ...

I'm like laughing on this shit
why she doesn't really talk much
Cause like I just want you to the balls to respond to me, bitch
Don't me when you're going to London for a month
say, oh, you're so
Wait, wait, wait, wait, I see you out with ....
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
Bitch put an out!
I think my album's more done than yours and I started a week ago
You out here sleeping on floors,
Wasting on digi-videos and Photoshop
it, bitch!