Luyện nghe bài hát Hate In Your Soul

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

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

1]
One for the money, yes Sir, two for the
A couple years ago, blow in Mexico
Was a starter, something
Now I up in the 'Rari, I'm in my hood
Yeah, rollin' that dank up
Niggas ain't wanted no war with us
Niggas never did fly with us
Bitch my notorious
Bet you can't close to this
I sit in the back of the like this
Got a bankroll I'm still serving that fish scale
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 like 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 piranha, you know I hop out at any time
And I'm in Chanel and

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

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

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