Luyện nghe bài hát Hate

(Aye, aye, Fresh, Man, we back at it daddy)
Them niggas be on me man
(two-thousand-sixteen, summertime shine, on 'em)
Let me you the type of shit they say about me

They say you nigga, hate you nigga, hope you die
Hope you catch the stroke and know why
stay connected like the wifi
Need her like a gig iPod pussy nigga
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate,
(Gon' on and) hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate

I get this money I'mma kill 'em
Twenty twenty vision to who ain't want to see me with it
fuck ya
Don't make my smart niggas go dumb-dumb
Yeah, yeah,
Take me these hoes at, Adderall and Prozac
I'm so fuckin' focused in bitch I just can't hold back
Tell 'em bring that money bag, beast mode, running
Big Tymer, Ferragamo, Juvinino you at?
All I do is get it, dude you get it
You be in your too, my dude you're so pathetic
You got too much sugar in blood, diabetic
You sick, you got the hate disease and I ain't get it, no
Cristal and Ciroc
I need a for it, call it Chris Rock
I'm in motherfucker lookin' like a pile of some guap
Come make a for yourself and pussy pop, pussy pop

They say fuck you nigga, you nigga, hope you die
Hope you catch the stroke and know why
I'mma stay connected the wifi
Need her like a gig iPod pussy nigga
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate,
(Gon' head on and) Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate,

Nigga got your old girl with the whole world
Trust me, just me, referee and blow
that boy BM, hit me in the DM
Bust fuckin' pussy wide open AM to the PM
But that's another story and I ain't tryna tell it
Now it's on, now you're out with dime rock Betty
And Betty she know no better, shoot up dope or smoke whatever
Used to be my homie, now you're mad 'cause we don't together?
We're the nigga
And I don't a fuck if they was real sisters
These think they on, hit the kill switches
Money comin' bitch, my palms and my heels itchin', yeah

say fuck you nigga, hate you nigga, hope you die
Hope you catch the and nobody know why
I'mma stay connected like the
Need her like a gig iPod pussy nigga
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate,
(Gon' on and) Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate

You be hatin' on a nigga like police
You be barkin', you ain't nothing but a nigga
When these sharks out, we'll see you they'll be your teeth
It's Tune and Juvie we got Mannie on the beat
You nigga, yeah
You don't to see me with a dime out
You don't want to say I couldn't afford shit
You don't even have a watch to tell the now
And I got 20 karats in my
lean with it, nigga rock with it
That's some lean cup with Ciroc with it
Nigga lean it, nigga rock with it
We got Mannie on the beat, with it
Shots fired, somebody ran up in house
That's far sober enough to niggas spookin' out
And I got homies 'round that I got for
But niggas go through so I don't root 'em out

They say fuck you nigga, you nigga, hope you die
Hope you catch the stroke and know why
I'mma stay like the wifi
her like a 64 gig iPod pussy nigga
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate,
(Gon' on and) Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate

Yeah, yeah, we back at it
Stunna man, you know there's always one that'll hate
'Til you put a in his face, you dig?
you're a fool with it