Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Me Some More

Well my trap house be bucking all the time
Money sticking out my pockets like a
I hope cocaina cross the borderline
I made a million dollars just this lil fork of mine
I'm in the kitchen whippin deuces up half the time
The other the time I'm busy somewhere on the grind
Don't give a fuck about what say, my nigga: crime pays
Gucci! Twenty thousand in but I tossed it
I used to a top but then I lost it
I used to have a but I lost it
I boss so hard that I'm exhauseted! Gucci!
Hate me fuckin more!
I it when you hate me
It my money grow
Where my money? I think on that new shit
On my block I ain't never gotta prove shit
Every time you see me, you know I'm new shit
I got a new whip off of a new
Shit I do this, you know what the is
ain't like me cause I'm
The is bummy, no money, she is useless
I got them fuckin choppers that'll really go shit
Hold up, I'm way than the average
In my city, I nothing but a savage
So many cars, look like traffic
I pull 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 ice check when I rob my chain
the girls see me, catch a heart attack
Told her scrubbin, a well-known fact
? what you know that?
Kill the ho, where your at?
Nigga, with me, now how smart was that?
I'm goin in like a
Like you old news
In the studio chrome tools
No engineers, no?
I should around with toilet tissue
Til the end time