Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Hitters

You can smoke one to the head to
Sun, Young Buck (What), First Born (What), and D-Tay
Them hard hitters nigga and we back
Another dope track, what I'm sayin' what yo

1]
Yo we hard hitters
Them you out the yard niggaz
Bout to triggers
That leave you in the dark
We raw
Them same nigga
Them anytime right ain't no bar nigga
We blow
To show you who the boss
That drops
With the Moss nigga
You lost
See T.I.P. don't the game
Ya get outta line and T.I.P. gon' they aim

2]
Is it my turn to show them niggaz we be on tracks
Start up beef, we in yo front with gats
So don't go with that, we leave you paralyzed from the neck
With a motherfuckin' hole in ya
It my fault if you balled hard
Start slimin' up the walls, him in his draws
Nigga you know the
We were born for hard
Stealin' cars and livin' life hard ya me

If y'all gon' ride me, get high with me
Then go and get the straps gunfire with me
You'll die quickly, when we all fifty
My niggaz, hard hitters they ride with me
If y'all gon' ride with me, get high me
Then go and get the straps gunfire with me
die quickly, when we apply all fifty
My real niggaz, hard they die with me

3]
We did it all in our
Dealin' drugs, them slugs
Runnin' thugs, when it get down to them broads
They ain't showin' no
Put his in the mud
Fuckin' with the hitters, D-Tay my nigga
Got to get 'em, lyrical spitter
We slaved on the figures found out better
From Nashville to Chucktown we go for round
to city and then we knock it down

4]
Yeah lock it down
Then we hit these niggaz up with fifty rounds
The pound for pound
Representin' the
That'll clown when time for the showdown, better slow down
(D-Tay unload the pound)
shit's about to go down nigga
Whoa now leave these niggaz shit down
Whole be locked down
Got the whole world now
T.I.P. on top now

5]
I'll put it all on the line for these ass niggaz of mine
Born, D-Tay we hard hitters combined
Talk shit and ya dyin' if ya think that I'm
Ask that nigga named Bryan, caught six in the
And we ain't hard to we just sleep in the daytime
After the sunshine we for war time
You you want what now
See go to war nigga, hard we buck wild
us four niggaz
See we live for gunfire, in ya door nigga
If we come at lunchtime, we afternoon
Who that playa with
be some new niggaz
Who done did some time and mitch new figures
Get the tools niggaz, let's show the world how we abuse
Cock back the and just shoot nigga
All for the nigga
We no cute niggaz
to knock boots nigga
We out here nigga