Luyện nghe bài hát Haters

How it feel
Know shits real
Nigga my big
Whip peel through fields so I grip steel
Aimed wit sick
My trigger finger need benedrill
Sit you can get kill
how the game switch
The niggaz hatin cause they rich
They ready to my main bitch
Set me up and had me takin bank trips
But fuck a fake trick she ain't
Enemies came to my show
I had some killers in the row
I had a poppin merlow
her skirt low
Wit a and a fur coat
Ready to you at the first blow
So much pain since I dough
It turned my betfriend into my foe
But I had to let the go
Niggas y'all phony style
Keep it pushin we ain't now

I'm in the six double
I keep a burner on me that's for show though
I a hater almost everywhere I go
So don't make me have to hit you the four four
I know you mad I make a littel dough
If you a gangsta why you jealous a hoe yo
I guess that's something only cats know
And all my real niggas still the row yo

You niggas that imma get mine
Its Rick so I big grind
Lip nines for the bitch you
Spit rhymes from a sick
Dick thick after we sip wine
Big chicks imma mine
Make the street
In a side seat swiffle
do my g-dizzle
Cause it stop
Candy paint
Chromed out with glass then a bank shot
mad cause they hot
Gay fags cryin cause the cash is exactly what they got
you slang coke or make dope music
Haters can't hope they hope
boat sink and ya stay broke
But imma line
Nevermind one
Its ya touch mine duck I'm finna duck nine
Niggas as punchline
And you can't rain on my

I'm in the six double
I keep a burner on me yeah that's for though
I spot a almost everywhere I go
So don't make me have to hit you the four four
I know you mad because I make a littel
If you a gangsta why you like a hoe yo
I guess that's something real cats know
And all my real still love the row yo

Follow me now as we journey to hood spots
Where half knocks cook rocks
And put you up in a wood box
And there ain't a thing as cops
Inside your bodies they put shots
Better get some good
I'm holdin
If you ain't interested in me and you or keep scrollin
I'm a in sheeps clothin
Yeah you keep
I wit one E-Y-E open
cold world got the streets frozen
When it gets dark start and my heat pops
A quick sparks and splits
Now its come to
Use to be real love wherever I through
Now its like you
Y'all best to go
You know what's eastside to the four
We pull your hoe
It break my heart everytime that its to trip
I love but I empty a clip

I'm navigatin in the six
I keep a on me yeah that's for show though
I a hater almost everywhere I go
So don't make me have to hit you with the four
I know you mad I make a littel dough
If you a gangsta why you like a hoe yo
I that's something only real cats know
And all my real niggas still the row yo