Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

I got a mac and a six pack
I work out, I don't chit chat
My bad, I get racks
That Rolls Royce, come
Them birds still shrink-wrapped
I'm not strapped, don't think
I'm low key with that clack
rat a tat tat tat tat
Throw the burner and I'm runnin'
Niggas stop being loyal when the money
Still in this bitch, I'm a hundred strong
One chain on my neck, like I got a hundred on
Look at my on this bitch
Platinum and gold on my
Money, the accountant be it
That's why I'm this shit
I'm in BK that SK
Same clothes since
With that Biggie Smalls on
And I ain't wearing no vest
I do the Shmoney dance with mac
You do it too or get Shmurda'd
I be that beef, I ain't talkin' no burgers
I finna be walkin' like I'm a New
I let off the K and then I hope in the
It's never a question I am the shooter
I empty the and lay you in a pool of
Blood, see how he got hit with the
Blood, bandana that's how we be
Blood, swooping from to Brooklyn
And ain't the Barclays but niggas be shootin'

Running niggas back and forth
I'm like pass the
it off
Niggas bets so who gonna blast him off
to score
We hit 'em hard
We hit 'em all
to score
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em
Running down back and forth
I'm pass the torch
it off
Niggas making bets so who gonna him off
to score
We gon' hit 'em
We hit 'em all
First to
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em

Running back and forth
the bag of salt
E S to the G N
I'm the boss dropped the off
Coming for the murder, is off
you took a loss
Fuck the DEA we 'em off
we shook 'em off
Shook and twist the
And dope on my stove top
By the time she back from church boy
I bet you I had an O
In the of the muhfuckin' day
no more yayo, boy I done out
pull up in a mothafuckin' foreign on
forgies that'll them hoes out
Like yeah nigga, niggas beggin'
I out a pump in this bitch like I'm blizzard
Yeah, empty your pockets, we
these got all of us trippin'
Nigga, it's to ask for forgiveness than ask for permission
You catchin' the hollow, I'm catchin'you
I did it alone, only God as my
My nigga got off cause we tied up the
and sure the nigga couldn't show up in court
You know the business, them niggas find out you snitchin'
niggas gon' be at your throat
Everyday Halloween niggas will go trick or
two tweny-three at your door
Flippin' a check off this
go to the trap and put that in the weed and the blow like

Running niggas back and forth
I'm like the torch
it off
Niggas bets so who gonna blast him off
to score
We hit 'em hard
We hit 'em all
First to
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard
niggas down back and forth
I'm pass the torch
it off
Niggas bets so who gonna blast him off
to score
We hit 'em hard
We hit 'em all
First to
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em

I just caught a like a week ago
These hatin' niggas attention, I don't see 'em though
You talk that gangsta shit, but I just can't it bro
We pull up them shots, knockin' out that European [?]
S to the K to the E-M-E, callin' the EMT after I empted this
I sold my dope right on CMT, I'm at the ING, know I'm as as it gets
Taylor told me it's fuck haters, so I say fuck 'em and bury these niggas in pits
Rolley on wrist, no toc or no tic, girl on my dick, man come get your bitch
Niggas think a rap now, I might back down and come try your luck
Riders me be wired up, they ridin' with me till the tyres bust
Haters talkin', but they better cool it, before nigga Crooked get fired up
Lay you out my Balmains, you gotta play 'em straight, he get ironed up
Drinkin' lean till I'm high enough, I don't give a fuck [?] nigga
I ain't squashin' shit, I won't call it off, I handle mine like a man nigga
I'm on frontline these bands nigga
Need a chair, I can't niggas
We do and hop outs
Got doors on that van nigga

Running down back and forth
I'm like the torch
it off
Niggas making bets so who blast him off
to score
We hit 'em hard
We hit 'em all
to score
We hit 'em all
We hit 'em hard
niggas down back and forth
I'm like the torch
it off
Niggas making bets so who gonna him off
First to
We gon' hit 'em
We hit 'em all
First to
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em