Luyện nghe bài hát The Hit

Look at this nigga, stuntin' in front of Justin's, silly
If it wasn't cops all over, I'd smack him with this
You hoe, niggaz, move a brick and think rich
Get a few guns and a click and wanna take shit

that the same kid that shot Reg in the head?
Turned him into a carrot, he might as have been dead
Just came home doin' ten up in the Feds
Be extortin' kingpins for they horse and bread

Had the whole Brooklyn pressure, I'm surprised he ain't test ya
Mad know better
I ain't up offa, no cheddar, no bricks, no nothin'
I'll kill motherfucker, fuck him, yeah, I'll pay him somethin'

Pay his ass a visit, blow his on the sidewalk
Let him collect his
I'm the strongest in New York
I'm a corpse and even then, I'll be buried with bricks

And money filled vaults, seventeen shots and two later
I'm in the spot, it light
the Tyson fight, it's packed, uh, with killers and rats
Dope dealers, hungry bitches, malicious

pilin' up the block for blocks, nigga, Bentleys and 6's
This the place to be, where all the gangsters
As I up my drink, I see my man Fat Pete
But before I could walk over, two niggaz tapped him on the

And unloaded in his face, bullets flyin' all over the
Mirrors shatterin', scatterin', his bodyguards shot back
Missed one but hit the other, in the abdomen, both fled
But who the fuck would do somethin' so brazen and

Had to be some tryin' to send a message
day I got a call from uptown to
Come have a with The Council
'Bout the shit that's goin' down

is, same kid that killed Fat Pete, shot Reg in the head
Bottom line, out of control, he got to be dead
He's startin' to be a real
Extortin' niggaz, Brooklyn through

But he fucked around and crossed the margin, one of ours
He got to go, he your hood, handle it Poe
Say no mo', I'm out the do'
Went back to the spot to grab the

Semi check, AK 40 check, shotgun check, revolver, that's perfect
Called Tiz and told him me in an hour
Bring the caravan, you the plan
Ski masks and stockings, him down the ave, boppin'

Him and a friend, just hopped in a
Twenty inches on the rims, follow 'em slow, keep 'em in sight
Wait 'til he at a red light, then roll the window down
And kiss them goodnight, they musta saw somethin'

'Cause the Benz busted you and came at us shots
I the revolver, grabbed the tec and left the driver's side wet
The Benz ran in a store and got wrecked
I hopped out the van, ran up to the scene, holdin' the tec

One nigga's was split in half, the other nigga still movin'
Heard comin' closer, as I'm 'bout to shoot him
But it, I opened his mouth and let the tec spray
And told him Satan, I'm on my way, die bitch