Luyện nghe bài hát Hate In Your Soul

Tried to them niggas think outside the box
If young Metro don't you, I'm gon' shoot you

Got too many racks on me, can't fit in the
Got too much style on me, can't with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do nothin' it
You got that hate inside soul, you can't do nothin' about it
Got too many racks on me, can't fit in my
Got too much style on me, can't fuck no stylist
You got hate all in your soul, can't do nothin' about it
You done sold soul, you can't do nothin' about it

1]
One for the money, yes Sir, two for the
A couple years ago, selling blow in
Was a starter, something
Now I up in the 'Rari, I'm in my hood
Yeah, just rollin' dank up
Niggas ain't never wanted no war us
ain't never did fly with us
Bitch my notorious
Bet you can't come to this
I sit in the of the whip like this
Got a bankroll like I'm still serving that fish
I did a girl in private, she don't hide it
you tell your mamma, you need to run it by me
I'm takin' this personal nigga Monica
I do what I want, I go up some commas
I keep a strap on me Osama, you know I came and
I put the in front of me, you know a nigga a monster
You know a nigga piranha, you I hop out at any time
And I'm in Chanel and

Got too many racks on me, fit in the wallet
Got too much style on me, fuck with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do about it
You got that hate inside soul, you can't do nothin' about it
Got too racks on me, can't fit in my wallet
Got too style on me, can't fuck with no stylist
You got that all in your soul, can't do nothin' about it
You sold your soul, you can't do nothin' about it

2]
You in them cuts 'cause that's hiding ritual
You at your grandma house, you up
You put chopper on IG
You to let it go to make 'em how to believe it
You hit block an' get in it
You hit that an' get in it
You used to this life, nigga
Yeah, them niggas took life, nigga
You see how think about you?
Now, you layin' on the
Nigga, bleedin' from backside
'Boutta take a vacation
out Hennessey for you
Pour Hennessey for you
I that's your favourite drink, nigga
(I know that's favourite drink)

Got too racks on me, can't fit in the wallet
Got too much style on me, can't fuck with no
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do nothin' it
You got hate inside your soul, you can't do nothin' about it
Got too many on me, can't fit in my wallet
Got too much style on me, fuck with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do about it
You done sold your soul, you can't do nothin' it