Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Me Some More

Well my trap house be hard all the time
Money sticking out my pockets a porcupine
I hope cocaina cross the borderline
I made a million dollars just with this lil of mine
I'm in the kitchen whippin up like half the time
The half the time I'm busy somewhere on the grind
Don't give a fuck about what they say, my nigga: crime
Gucci! thousand in singles 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 that I'm exhauseted! It's Gucci!
Hate me fuckin more!
I love it you hate me
It make my grow
Where my money? I think it's on new shit
On my fucking I ain't never gotta prove shit
Every 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 the truth is
Bitch ain't like me I'm
The bitch is bummy, no money, she is
I got them fuckin choppers that'll really go through
Hold up, I'm way better than the
In my city, I ain't nothing but a
So many cars, garage look like
When I pull my whips out, you know I'm damage
I'm a quarterback, I a quarter out
And but a quarter back and help harvest
It's that ice when I rob my chain
When the girls see me, catch a heart
Told her scrubbin, a well-known fact
? what you know that?
Kill the ho, your hoes at?
Nigga, beef with me, now how smart was
I'm goin in like a
Like yesterday you old
In the studio chrome tools
No engineers, no?
I should around with toilet tissue
Til the end time