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

1]
One for the money, yes Sir, two for the
A couple years ago, selling in Mexico
Was a starter, something
Now I up in the 'Rari, I'm in my hood
Yeah, just rollin' that up
Niggas ain't wanted no war with us
Niggas ain't did fly with us
Bitch my notorious
Bet you can't close to this
I sit in the back of the whip this
Got a like I'm still serving that fish scale
I did a in private, she don't wanna hide it
Before you tell mamma, you need to run it by me
I'm this personal nigga like Monica
I do what I want, I go up some commas
I keep a strap on me Osama, you I came and conquered
I put the hustle in front of me, you a nigga a monster
You a nigga piranha, you know I hop out at any time
And I'm in and Prada

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

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

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