Luyện nghe bài hát Dab On My Haters

[Chorus: Keri
tried to put me in my grave
By throwin' up on my name, okay
Sometimes your woes turn into
You how the sayin' goes
keep 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
[Verse 1: Flocka Flame]

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

[Chorus: Keri
They to put me in my grave
By throwin' dirt up on my name,
your woes turn into foes
You how the sayin' 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

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

Keri Hilson]
Let's 'em all a reason to be envious
Never took a loss, we only win, that's why 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]
They to put me in my grave
By throwin' up on my name, okay
Sometimes your woes into foes
You how the sayin' 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
They tried to put me in my
By throwin' up on my name, okay
Sometimes your turn into foes
You know how the 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

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