Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em' Up

[Verse 1-The
blocks to tree tops, sweet spots found
The diction to detox, three now
He with, he talks like me, I'm sound
Conviction to knocks, from my head to my cheap socks
Living Legends Reebok's
I'm to free speech thoughts, seep around rocks
or crack, hard to hold back
Go with the flow, know what you and show that
Too relevant, but I go back like keggers on a hill, five on a sack
Smoke stack, think Ac', shrink
Rap a shrink before you and ink the tat
permanent, life learnin' it, pat
Never see the world turn into a track
I runnin' no game, small time, no names
If we one in the same, you gunnin' for

(The Grouch)]
Amp, Hit 'Em a "one"
(Zion, Hit 'Em a "one, two")
Go on and me in, now "one, two, three"
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(Amp, Hit 'Em a "one")
Grouch, Hit 'Em a "one, two"
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They feelin' the

[Verse
Hey, I got this Blues train runnin' all through to my
Slave ships, Middle Passage, cocaine
Ten slap in the 'Lac, corner ground packs
In the belly of the beast where the life go
But the is the remedy, inhale my rhythm steadily
Perched on the curb, watch church
the meeting of the minds, at time, light occurs
How we cultivated words like they herbs
Put it in your pipe and puff it, can't touch it
Rough and rugged, how you it, with no budget
game, man, with my slang tang
You can do the same thang, utilize your brain
are mountains, countless bouncin'
A multitude in viewed, and houses
We like fountains to wash it clean
I'm in the with my mug on mean, my whole team

[Hook-The (Zion) {Mistah F.A.B.}]
{Amp, Hit 'Em a "one"}
(Grouch, Hit 'Em a "one, two")
Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four"
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(F.A.B., Hit 'Em a "one")
Zion, Hit 'Em with a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They the styles

[Verse F.A.B.]
Let the beat give to dead souls
The rhymes turn to red bulls
The is a whole nother level
The drums, the bass, the snares and the
So let it go, count me in, I'm on all
Winter, summer, spring, then I on ya
My mindstate define great, the rate
Got me irate, it's stake, so why wait?
now, roll out
Hate it when Hip Hop's finest out
My gold out, but I'm my soul out
I never change, my shows get sold out
So, the science? Don't be defiant
My music turn midgets to giants, try it
Go crazy, riot, and Zion
F.A.B. is who I am

[Hook-The (Zion) {Mistah F.A.B.}]
Amp, Hit 'Em a "one"
(Grouch, Hit 'Em a "one, two")
Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four"
(Universal how we pen the styles)
(Amp, Hit 'Em a "one")
Zion, Hit 'Em with a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They feelin' the