Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em' Up

[Verse Grouch]
Street to tree tops, sweet spots found
The diction to detox, three now
He walks with, he like me, I'm sound
Conviction to beat knocks, my head to my cheap socks
Underneath Legends Reebok's
I'm bound to free thoughts, seep around rocks
Volcanic or crack, hard to hold
Go the flow, know what you know and show that
Too relevant, but I go back like keggers on a hill, five on a dope
Smoke stack, think Ac', shrink
Rap with a before you and ink the tat
That's permanent, life it, pat
Never see the world turn into a track
I ain't runnin' no game, time, no names
If we one in the same, you for change

(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")
feelin' the styles

[Verse
Hey, I got this Blues train runnin' all to my veins
ships, Middle Passage, crack cocaine
Ten slap in the 'Lac, corner boys packs
In the belly of the beast the life go flat
But the music is the remedy, my rhythm steadily
on the curb, watch church converge
It's the of the minds, at time, light occurs
How we cultivated like they sacred herbs
Put it in your pipe and puff it, squares touch it
Rough and rugged, how you it, with no budget
Independent game, man, my slang tang
You can do the same thang, utilize damn brain
Metaphors are mountains, countless
A in viewed, clubs and houses
We rain fountains to wash it clean
I'm in the back with my mug on mean, my team

[Hook-The Grouch (Zion) 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 feelin' the

3-Mistah F.A.B.]
Let the beat give life to dead
The turn wienies to red bulls
The feelin' is a whole level
The drums, the bass, the and the treble
So let it go, me in, I'm on all corners
Winter, summer, spring, then I on ya
My mindstate define great, the crime
Got me irate, it's high stake, so why
Move now, out
Hate it Hip Hop's finest sold out
My out, but I'm pourin' my soul out
I never change, only my shows get out
So, what's the Don't be defiant
My turn midgets to giants, just try it
Go crazy, riot, Grouch and
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")
{And Zion, Hit 'Em a "one, two"}
(Go on and me in, now "one, two, three, four")
They feelin' the