Luyện nghe bài hát Hate In Your Soul

Tried to tell them think outside the box
If Metro don't trust 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, do nothin' about it
You got hate inside your soul, you can't do nothin' about it
Got too many racks on me, fit in my wallet
Got too much on me, can't fuck with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do about it
You sold your 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 that dank up
ain't never wanted no war with us
Niggas ain't never did fly us
my clique notorious
Bet you come close to this
I sit in the back of the like this
Got a bankroll like I'm 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 fuck up some
I keep a strap on me Osama, you know I and conquered
I put the hustle in front of me, you know a a monster
You know a nigga piranha, you I hop out at any time
And I'm in and Prada

Got too many racks on me, 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 that hate your 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 that hate all in soul, can't do nothin' about it
You done sold your soul, you do nothin' about it

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

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