Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Me Some More

Well my trap house be hard all the time
Money sticking out my pockets like a
I hope this cocaina cross the
I made a million dollars just with this lil of mine
I'm in the kitchen deuces up like half the time
The other half the time I'm somewhere on the grind
Don't give a fuck about they 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 a conscience but I lost it
I boss so hard I'm exhauseted! It's Gucci!
Hate me fuckin more!
I it when you hate me
It make my grow
my money? I think it's on that new shit
On my fucking block I ain't never gotta prove
Every time you see me, you know I'm rocking new
I got a new off of a new bitch
Shit I do this, you what the truth is
ain't like me cause I'm
The bitch is bummy, no money, she is
I got them fuckin choppers that'll really go shit
up, I'm way better than the average
In my city, I nothing but a savage
So many cars, garage look like
I pull my whips out, you know I'm causing damage
I'm a quarterback, I a quarter out
And but a quarter and help harvest that
It's that ice check when I rob my
When the see me, catch a heart attack
Told her scrubbin, that's a fact
? what you know about
Kill the ho, where hoes at?
Nigga, beef with me, now how smart was
I'm goin in a curfew
Like yesterday you old
In the studio with tools
No engineers, no?
I should around with toilet tissue
Til the end time