Luyện nghe bài hát The Hit

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

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

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

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

And money filled vaults, seventeen and two weeks later
I'm in the spot, takin' it
Watchin' the Tyson fight, it's packed, uh, killers and rats
Dope dealers, money hungry bitches,

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

And unloaded in his face, bullets flyin' all the place
Mirrors shatterin', people scatterin', his bodyguards back
Missed one but hit the other, in the abdomen, they fled
But who the fuck would do somethin' so and reckless?

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

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

But he fucked and crossed the margin, touched 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 to grab the guns

Semi auto check, AK 40 check, shotgun check, revolver, perfect
Called Tiz and told him meet me in an
the caravan, you know the plan
Ski masks and stockings, seen him down the ave,

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

'Cause the Benz busted you and at us firin' shots
I threw the revolver, 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 body was split in half, the other nigga movin'
Heard sirens comin' closer, as I'm 'bout to him
But fuck it, I opened his mouth and let the tec
And told him tell Satan, I'm on my way, die