Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Me Too

[Chorus: Lucci
Bitch, If I was you I'd me too
Cause everything I rock be new
On point it come to the jewels
the light hit the rock, turn blue
If I was you, I hate me too (me too)
Everything a nigga be smooth (skrrt)
I came down in the coupe
If I was you, I hate me too

1: T@]
Pull up in the Porsche,
skinny, but my pockets fat
Hoes be "Who is that nigga?"
Boy Young Money T@
Young Delta, fly all day, day
If you got a plug, I can probably the rate
Maybe money, but hoes I'd never chase
We eatin', money fast, we ain't sayin' Grace
200 in a mattress, nigga Chase
Lou got the Jesus piece the pink face
All black coupe, got nothin' to do with 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
Gettin' is something I'ma always do
fly, still fly, no Jet Blue

[Chorus: Lou & T@]
Bitch, If I was you I would me too
Everything a ride be smooth (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
Cause everything that I be new
On point it come to the jewels
the light hit the rock, turn blue

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

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

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

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

[Chorus: T@ & Lucci
Bitch, If I was you I'd me too
Cause that I rock be new
On when it come to the jewels
When the hit the rock, turn blue
Bitch, If I was you I hate me too
a nigga ride be smooth (skrrt)
I down in the drop-top coupe
If I was you, I would me too