Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

I got a black mac and a six
I don't work out, I don't chit
My bad, I get racks
That Rolls Royce, come
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 home
Niggas stop being loyal when the money
Still walk in this bitch, I'm a hundred
One chain on my neck, like I got a hundred on
Look at my on this bitch
Platinum and on my wrist
Money, the accountant be it
That's why I'm throwin' this
I'm in BK with SK
clothes since yesterday
With that Smalls on replay
And I wearing no vest 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 finna be walkin' like I'm a New
I let off the K and then I in the Uber
It's never a that I am the shooter
I empty the clip and lay you in a of
Blood, see how he got hit with the
Blood, bandana how we be movin'
Blood, from Compton to Brooklyn
And this the Barclays but niggas be shootin'

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

Running cocaina back and
the bag of salt
E S to the G N
I'm the boss dropped the off
for the murder, masks is off
Bitch you a loss
Fuck the DEA we 'em off
Bitch we 'em off
Shook and twist the
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 yayo, boy I done sold out
Nigga pull up in a mothafuckin' on
forgies bring them hoes out
yeah nigga, niggas keep beggin'
I pull out a pump in this like I'm blizzard
Yeah, your pockets, we robbin'
bitches got all of us trippin'
Nigga, it's better to ask for forgiveness than ask for
You catchin' the hollow, I'm slippin'
I did it alone, only God as my
My nigga got off we tied up the witness
and made the nigga couldn't show up in court
You know the business, them find out that you snitchin'
niggas gon' be at your throat
Everyday niggas will go trick or treatin'
with two tweny-three at door
Flippin' a off this rappin'
go back to the trap and put that in the and the blow like

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

I caught a body like a week ago
These niggas want 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 clip
I sold my right on CMT, I'm at the ING, know I'm as weird as it gets
Chuck Taylor told me it's fuck haters, so I say fuck 'em and bury niggas in pits
Rolley on wrist, no toc or no tic, your on my dick, man come get your bitch
think this a rap now, I might 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, that nigga Crooked get fired up
Lay you out like my Balmains, you gotta play 'em straight, he get up
Drinkin' lean till I'm enough, I don't give a fuck about [?] nigga
I ain't squashin' shit, I won't call it off, I just handle like a man nigga
I'm on frontline with bands nigga
a chair, I can't stand niggas
We do walk-by's and hop
Got slidin' on that van nigga

Running down 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
First to
We hit 'em all
We gon' hit 'em
niggas down back and forth
I'm pass 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