Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

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

Running niggas back and forth
I'm like the torch
it off
Niggas making 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
Running niggas back and forth
I'm like 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 hit 'em hard

Running back and forth
Copped the bag of
E S to the G N
I'm the boss the package off
Coming for the murder, is off
Bitch you took a
the DEA we shook 'em off
Bitch we 'em off
and twist the jars
And dope on my mommas top
By the time she came back church boy
I bet you I had an O
In the of the muhfuckin' day
no more yayo, boy I sold out
pull up in a mothafuckin' foreign on
forgies that'll them hoes out
Like yeah nigga, niggas keep
I pull out a pump in this like I'm blizzard
Yeah, empty your pockets, we
these bitches got all of us
Nigga, it's better to ask for forgiveness than ask for
You the hollow, I'm catchin'you slippin'
I did it alone, only God as my
My nigga got off we tied up the witness
and made sure the nigga show up in court
You the business, them niggas find out that you snitchin'
them niggas gon' be at throat
Halloween niggas will go trick or treatin'
with two tweny-three at door
a check off this rappin'
go back to the trap and put that in the weed and the like

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

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

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