Luyện nghe bài hát Haters

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin!
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on
Is it the big sittin' up on Mike Jordans, thats 23's
the big ole owl, dual heads roaring
Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths, 22's
On the on 20 inches
Mo' wood in it than old Abe cabin
And with mo' glass in it, in your cabinets
Or is it the way we come down XXX
sex from the ceilin', visors, and headrests
Or is it the chain, the gucci hat, the gucci Air retros to match
though I step on the scene, so fresh and so clean
Nice tek'n wit' me, I still got my wit' me
Strapped a tek in my jeans
Ready to squeeze, cause I know you haters get to wear my
a lace

Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin!
Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin!
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Now just if there wasnt no real niggas
No hustlas, thugstas, mobstas, and niggas
On the treal, T double D, I keep it real
I love the streets that you fuck named Haterville
Lied on me, said I was a murderer, said I to serve you work
But I aint never of you
I love dub-deuces, only cause I'm on em
And once again I'm gunnin, the big 500
A Chevy boy, candy green and fronted
Niggas hide out or they ride out cause my runnin
I sold oz's than cd's and lp's
Baby, I'm a thug I'm OG
I roll 'em heavy, I'm bout my
And the feds is I'm headed
If you fuck niggas tellin'

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin!
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

I was in the rankin, 69
And ceelo twankys,
4 15' Subwoofers,
I dont like nigga, fuck that nigga
Man, I shoot, slap, punch, kick, cut that niggaa
what they say on the low
WE'RE LOSING
Thats what say
you lay on the floor
Can we all get along? smoke trees, hit a bong
Haters pussy niggas, so I'm a choke 'em wit' a
Even the envy me, I make a mill wit' the flo'
But I'm better wit' and hot hennessey
My peers is like queers only get mad
Cause I ride rims old to buy beers
They while hatin' but when it comes to fakes
I spot than dalmations

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin!
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin these hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin