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 bomb got your chest tight
Weak bitch, you couldn't beat me with your best
I'm burning rubbers on hoes with the over...
up, I'm busy killing these bitches
If not that then I'm giving them
I'm them down, then I'm cutting these bitches
If they talk then I'm kicking they lips in
If you talk shit then I'm your lips in
They tripping with blunts, literally splitting
I'm all in face, I've 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 fucking teach em, you're the lesson!
You and me a wild fire to a
I'm a problem, you don't wanna add this
Hold up! You wanna add this!
Better yet go run your suns and 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 first 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 you were the studio with Missy Elliott
And she was to be in the studio with you, remember?

Bitch I'm the 313
With the fucking 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 your mental break
So you forever be broke expensive taste
I bet you leap, ...frog ass bitch
Pussy ass, Courage the Dog ass bitch
up! Yeah!

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

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