Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Me Some More

Well my trap house be bucking hard all the
Money out my pockets like a porcupine
I this cocaina cross the borderline
I made a million dollars with this lil fork of mine
I'm in the kitchen whippin deuces up like half the
The other half the I'm busy somewhere on the grind
Don't a fuck about what they say, my nigga: crime pays
Gucci! Twenty thousand in singles but I it
I used to a top but then I lost it
I used to have a conscience but I it
I boss so hard that I'm exhauseted! Gucci!
me some fuckin more!
I it when you hate me
It make my grow
Where my money? I think it's on new shit
On my fucking block I ain't never gotta shit
time you see me, you know I'm rocking new shit
I got a new off of a new bitch
Shit I do this, you know what the is
Bitch ain't me cause I'm
The bitch is bummy, no money, she is
I got them fuckin choppers that'll go through shit
up, I'm way better than the average
In my city, I nothing but a savage
So many cars, garage like traffic
When I pull my whips out, you I'm causing damage
I'm a quarterback, I take a out
And but a back and help harvest that
that ice check when I rob my chain
When the girls see me, catch a heart
Told her scrubbin, that's a fact
? what you know that?
Kill the ho, where your at?
Nigga, beef with me, now how was that?
I'm in like a curfew
Like yesterday you old
In the with chrome tools
No engineers, no?
I should around with toilet tissue
Til the end time