Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Me Some More

Well my trap house be bucking all the time
Money sticking out my like a porcupine
I hope this cross the borderline
I made a million dollars just this lil fork of mine
I'm in the whippin deuces up like half the time
The other half the time I'm somewhere on the grind
Don't give a fuck about what they say, my nigga: pays
Gucci! Twenty in singles but I tossed it
I used to have a top but I lost it
I used to have a conscience but I it
I boss so that I'm exhauseted! It's Gucci!
Hate me fuckin more!
I love it you hate me
It make my money
Where my money? I think it's on that new
On my fucking block I ain't never gotta prove
Every time you see me, you I'm rocking new shit
I got a new whip off of a new
I do this, you know what the truth is
Bitch ain't like me I'm
The bitch is bummy, no money, she is
I got them fuckin choppers really go through shit
Hold up, I'm way better the average
In my city, I ain't nothing but a
So many cars, garage like traffic
When I my whips out, you know I'm causing damage
I'm a quarterback, I a quarter out
And but a back and help harvest that
It's that ice when I rob my chain
When the see me, catch a heart attack
Told her scrubbin, that's a well-known
? you know about that?
the ho, where your hoes at?
Nigga, with me, now how smart was that?
I'm goin in a curfew
yesterday you old news
In the studio with chrome
No engineers, no?
I should walk around toilet tissue
Til the end time