Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Me Too

[Chorus: Lucci
Bitch, If I was you I'd me too
everything that I rock be new
On point when it to the jewels
When the light hit the rock, turn
If I was you, I hate me too (me too)
Everything a nigga be smooth (skrrt)
I came down in the drop-top
If I was you, I would me too

1: T@]
Pull up in the Porsche,
skinny, but my pockets fat
Hoes be "Who is that nigga?"
Chef Boy Money T@
Delta, fly all day, every day
If you got a plug, I can beat the rate
money, but them hoes I'd never chase
We eatin', money coming fast, we sayin' Grace
200 in a mattress, fuck Chase
Lou got the Jesus with the pink face
All black coupe, ain't got nothin' to do race
If I ever go to trial, I'ma the case
I'ma beat that up, and I'ma fuck her face
Never-never a fuck what a nigga say
money is something I'ma always do
Been fly, fly, no Jet Blue

Lucci Lou & T@]
Bitch, If I was you I would me too
Everything a nigga ride be (skrrt)
I came in the drop-top coupe
If I was you, I would me too
Bitch, If I was you I'd me too
everything that I rock be new
On point it come to the jewels
When the light hit the rock, blue

[Verse 2: Lucci
I up in the 'Lac, nigga
I'm sittin' low, but I'm as fuck
like "Who the fuck is that nigga?"
Lucci Lou, and he bout his
gettin' money since a lil nigga
Now I'm all grown up, but I get it
In rap shit, man a nigga livin'
If I said it then I saw it, or a did it

I see why hatin' on me
All they wanna date me
Bitch I'm a G, and boy I straight out that East
Yeah, the home of the beast
New whip, color cocaine,
36 for the thing, nigga
I drive in your hoe Range, nigga
married bitch is my new dame, nigga (hah!)

God damn, man
Who that is pulled up in the like that, man?
Lil Wayne!
Man, he still balling like that,
I like that shit at all, man
Damn, look how the open!

3: Lil Wayne]
Uh-
The bando poppin' a club, too
Bitch in the kitchen on her and two's
I feel Tarzan on his jungle juice
I like a drug lord, a kingpin
You should kneel down, kiss the then
Sit the drink down, pour the in
The I sit down, and dream a
Twinkle, Twinkle, Little
We got from here to Mars
Hit the kitchen, the floors
bitches dick of ours (yeah)
We got behind the bar
Shoot the up, and find the car
a blunt up and find remorse
Make the sign of the cross, we ridin' off (damn)
Fat pockets, and they eat
But they started than Olive Oil (yeah)
I could take to the beach, and I could fuck around and play Volleyball
And I am not worn, and not tired at all, but you gon see everytime I yawn
Don't hate me, hate the high I'm on, that's why I'm on, get your YM on,

T@ & Lucci Lou]
Bitch, If I was you I'd me too
Cause everything that I be new
On when it come to the jewels
When the light hit the rock, blue
Bitch, If I was you I hate me too
Everything a nigga be smooth (skrrt)
I came in the drop-top coupe
If I was you, I hate me too