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 with this lil fork of mine
I'm in the kitchen whippin up like half the time
The other half the time I'm busy somewhere on the
Don't give a about what they say, my nigga: crime pays
Gucci! Twenty thousand in singles but I it
I used to have a top but I lost it
I used to a conscience but I lost it
I so hard that I'm exhauseted! It's Gucci!
me some fuckin more!
I love it you hate me
It my money grow
Where my money? I think it's on new shit
On my block I ain't never gotta prove shit
Every time you see me, you know I'm rocking new
I got a new whip off of a new
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 fuckin choppers that'll really go through shit
Hold up, I'm way better than the
In my city, I nothing but a savage
So many cars, look like traffic
When I pull my out, you know I'm causing damage
I'm a quarterback, I a quarter out
And but a quarter back and help harvest
It's that ice check when I rob my
When the girls see me, catch a attack
her scrubbin, that's a well-known fact
? what you about that?
Kill the ho, your hoes at?
Nigga, beef with me, now how was that?
I'm goin in a curfew
Like you old news
In the studio with chrome
No engineers, no?
I walk around with toilet tissue
Til the end time