Luyện nghe bài hát Dab On My Haters

[Chorus: Hilson]
tried to put me in my grave
By dirt up on my name, okay
your woes turn into foes
You how the sayin' goes
Gotta keep the low, no snakes
You I dab on my haters, dab
Dab on my haters, dab
And I bad for my haters, bad
I dab on my haters, dab
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka

SQUAAAD!
Dabbin' on 'em, I'm to go All-Madden on 'em
gon' need more paddin' on 'em
Goin' Zero Thirty, Bin Ladin on 'em
From the south side, Clayton County,
Hold the like your boy got ransom on it
You in the friend zone, romancin',
I'm in the end zone, and I'm dancin',
Flame, I'm back again
You asked me once, ask again
Hit the sack and I'm stackin' and ends
Linebacker flash, won't pass again
Cam Newton, the young gun
Manning, that's the O.G
Ain't a man alive I'll run
pay up if you owe me
You know me, I'm off now
You know you fools done now
I was Gucci's goon, I'm a now
All you lost in the sauce now
I ain't mad at y'all, I feel bad for
Watch out for the snakes, they're y'all
Ain't a safety that me or tackle y'all
Champagne for the pain, I'ma it off

[Chorus: Hilson]
tried to put me in my grave
By dirt up on my name, okay
Sometimes woes turn into foes
You how the sayin' goes
Gotta keep the grass low, no
You I dab on my haters, dab
Dab on my haters, dab
And I bad for my haters, bad
I dab on my haters, dab

[Verse 2: K.
Dab on 'em, get that on 'em
I said, "Dab on 'em," throw the on 'em
Look, I'm the boy
Catchin' plays like
Catchin' plays Emmitt
I'ma get and handle my business
Ready or not, say the word, here I
I the call, I'm on field like a ref
I make the call, I'm on like a coach
Dab... I'm doin' the
Dab... I am the
Dab... I am the
Shawty know her theme song
And I we bring rings home

[Bridge: Keri
give 'em all a reason to be envious
Never took a loss, we only win, why they envy us
Can't you that engine burn? We call that motivation
in the game, get your weight up
Watch me dab on a

[Chorus: Hilson]
tried to put me in my grave
By throwin' dirt up on my name,
Sometimes your woes into foes
You how the sayin' goes
Gotta keep the low, no snakes
You I dab on my haters, dab
Dab on my haters, dab
And I bad for my haters, bad
I dab on my haters, dab
They to put me in my grave
By throwin' up on my name, okay
Sometimes woes turn into foes
You know how the goes
Gotta the grass low, no snakes
You I dab on my haters, dab
Dab on my haters, dab
And I bad for my haters, bad
I dab on my haters, dab

You I dab on my haters, dab
Dab on my haters, dab
And I bad for my haters, bad
I dab on my haters, dab