Luyện nghe bài hát Haters Gon Hate

[Chorus:
When I pull up at the in a big black
Truck on dubs (these gon hate)
I'm doing big thangs, and I got a lot of ice
In my chain (these gon hate)
I come through the door, and take all the hoes
I know (these gon hate)
Cause I'm playing with chips, and I make a lot of hits
I know (these gon hate)

I don't if it's the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas
Hate me, I'm a member of the Klu Klux Klan
I mean god damn, how much money I got in my
Really concern you man
But I why you niggas boot me up
I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff
You say you shoot me up
Because I got a pair of Jordans be out for at least two months
They call me Curren$y the Hot
And cause I keep my money, in stacks
I know they got hatas out to niggas
So that's why I ride, my gat
A glock and a mask in the of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8
And if you me, you'll die dog
So I advise y'all, please hate
Krazy]
When I walk in the club and the
Touching bread starts smiling (these gon hate)
When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start
You feel (these niggas gon hate)
them tires on the Navi just keep on spinning
Look at shit man (these niggas gon hate)
In the thugged out, with my P. Miller denim
Nigga see (these niggas gon hate)

With a high rich I get I still remember, the bad
In the Ville rock hustling, with a loaded
All the niggas I'd never make it, be friends now
All the dick-riders see this bitch, a while
All the hoes that liked me, wanna fuck me
I'll you for some head, you can trust me
It be this tank, or the shiny gold teeth
Make these hoes get wet, I speak
These streets I push weight, silent
Unless you me into a, violent nigga
Smiling in my face, nigga behind my back
And you wonder why these ass niggas get smacked
No fear of the police, the feds
Catch him snitch late night, I'll bust his
No love for hating niggas, or the informants
Ask bank run about me, my account's
Choppa]
When I'm walking the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs
Or my (these niggas gon hate)
I don't even know nigga why you spoke to this
got a choke me a... (these niggas gon hate)
This aint is this aint, no gimmick
It's the New No Limit (these gon hate)
And all the ladies love Choppa, cause know
He's a poppa but all (these niggas gon hate)

Niggas hate no matter what you do
So if you don't with me, I'll fuck with you
And I care less, who did what with who
See I love you hate, so do what you do
Rolaid, I understand that's crew
But them cats aint got no for you
Y'all wonder why, your and you died
Cause songs sound the same, like you doing a lie
Don't wanna do nothing else, shake the streets
That's why I'm glad big rap a dang to me
And my nigga Master P gave the to me
hits after hits, what it came to be
Not just a rapper, but a hot m.c.
All them other niggas like me, think about it
I'm Choppa, that Westbank show
If you sick of me, ya go see a doctor

When I pull up at the in a big black
Truck on dubs (these gon hate)
When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just wilding
You feel that (these gon hate)
This aint is this aint, no gimmick
This the New No Limit (these gon hate)
Cause I'm playing with chips, and I make a lot of hits
I know (these gon hate)