Luyện nghe bài hát Hate In Your Soul

Tried to tell niggas think outside the box
If young Metro trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

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, 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 no stylist
You got hate all in your soul, can't do nothin' about it
You done sold your soul, you 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 pull up in the 'Rari, I'm in my
Yeah, rollin' that dank up
Niggas ain't wanted no war with us
Niggas ain't did fly with us
Bitch my clique
Bet you can't come close to
I sit in the back of the whip like
Got a bankroll like I'm serving that fish scale
I did a girl in private, she don't hide it
Before you your mamma, you need to run it by me
I'm takin' this personal nigga like
I do I want, I go fuck up some commas
I a strap on me Osama, you know I came and conquered
I put the hustle in front of me, you a nigga 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, can't fit in the
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 that hate inside your soul, you can't do nothin' it
Got too many racks on me, can't fit in my
Got too much style on me, 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 nothin' it

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

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