Luyện nghe bài hát Haters

BIG UP! To all my all my haters--all my haters!

Yayo:
(Unh, yeah) F*ck greens--I'm tryna (tryin' to) kick b*tch
Quarter key, I ball a Grif.
Jet ski, black sand, bad b*tch--my passport need pages for the next
Fall asleep, we got the cars your a** dream of
Kush, loud pack, let your blow some steam off.
I the Ruger under the Rugby
These h*es hear the rumors and they me, love me
Fast cars, women, the high life
We bust bottles, smoke all night
Ern (???) cost as much as the 'Gators so...
(Roscoe Dash) BIG UP! To all my haters!

50 Cent: 2x
All we do is cuttin' the paper, p-paper,
Big ballin' (?) make a hater wanna us, h-hate us
Can't it when they see the money makers,
We a
Whole lot of money, who, who, lot of money.

Lo:
Shawty Lo--I hear you us
All the small little later
Yeah, they know, me and
In the NY, Yayos (?)
B*tch betta my money
Water in, now I'm faded (?) as a diamond
Got them b*tches (?) as New Jack (?)
Count' on my knee (?), money and I ain't city
B*tch I'm Shawty, home Charlotte (?)
West on one, bank head Shawty
B*tch I'm it, brought home ticket (?)
And I got the whole, chi chi chi chi chi, you wit me, wit me!

50 Chorus 2x
All we do is with the paper, p-paper,
Big (?) make a hater wanna hate us, h-hate us
Can't take it when see the money makers,
We a
lot of money, who, who, whole lot of money.

Roscoe
Attracted to the money like bees on
My swag on cash on runny
(And) I'm way more than what you for, honey
Pockets on plate from the last four Sundys (Sundays)
I'm ill, the pills, my skills, so forreal
this candy rain fall, I'm on the real, 'No Hands' forreal
I'm on a 'nother plateau
Back,' Fat Joe
I ain't got time to be with you, a**hole
Status all wavy (?), I'm on to hatin'
I'm so far ahead--I'm sittin' down
I your frustration for my very last statement
UMM, BIG UP! To all my haters!

50 Chorus 2x
All we do is cuttin' the paper, p-paper,
Big ballin' (?) make a hater hate us, h-hate us
Can't it when they see the money makers,
We a
lot of money, who, who, whole lot of money.