Luyện nghe bài hát Haters Gon Hate

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

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

With a rich I get I still remember, the bad times
In the Ville rock hustling, a loaded nine
All the niggas said I'd never it, be friends now
All the dick-riders see bitch, take a while
All the that never liked me, wanna fuck me
I'll two-way you for some head, you can me
It must be tank, or the shiny gold teeth
Make these hoes get wet, everytime I
These streets I push weight, silent
Unless you turn me a, violent nigga
Smiling in my face, nigga behind my back
And you wonder why these ass niggas get smacked
No of the police, only the feds
Catch him snitch night, I'll bust his head
No for these hating niggas, or the informants
Ask run about me, my account's enormous
[Chorus:
I'm walking through the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs
Or my girl (these gon hate)
I don't even know this why you spoke to this
Nigga got a me a... (these niggas gon hate)
This aint is this aint, no gimmick
the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate)
And all the ladies love Choppa, they know
He's such a poppa but all (these gon hate)

Niggas gonna no matter what you do
So if you fuck with me, I'll fuck with you
And I could care less, who did with who
See I love you hate, so do what you do
Rolaid, I understand that's your
But them cats got no love for you
Y'all wonder why, careers and you died
Cause your songs sound the same, you doing a lie
Don't do nothing else, then shake the streets
why I'm glad big rap gave a dang to me
And my nigga P gave the flame to me
Making hits after hits, what it to be
Not a boss rapper, but a hot m.c.
All other niggas sound 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 (these niggas gon hate)
I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding
You feel that (these gon hate)
This is beginning this aint, no gimmick
the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm playing some chips, and I make a lot of hits
I know (these gon hate)