Luyện nghe bài hát Haters Still Mad

Uh, Lil' Flip, them still mad
Man look, Big T

Why haters still mad
(I said I know why baby)
'Cause Screwed Up Click bad
'Cause Up Click acting bad

You see me in the benzo
Sitting on Lorenzos, on some endo
It's five o'clock so drop my top, and let down my window
I'm candy paint with DVD's and 2
I got a mic with a crown on top that say R.I.P. DJ
But I'ma hold it down like no cigo'
Make this screw shit coast to
I be stopped like a locomotive, M P C H P eighty rolling
My paper folding like laundromats, S P S Cadillacs
E S 1's 'cause cataracts, Gucci suit the hat to match

Like Fat Pat I'm on chrome, my Prime Co. on
Sold out at the Astro Dome, y'all ain't know my money long
Y'all money 'cause we changed the game
And with tighter flows
I wear clothes got plenty hoes, 'cause nigga that's all I know
Like shopping sprees and cards, two ways and cellulars
Smoking blunts and pulling broads, everyday I'm switching
But I'm a superstar like Denzel, but I ain't win a Grammy
I sold a hundred now I see why niggas can't stand me

Why y'all haters mad
(I said I know why baby)
'Cause Swisha acting bad
(Why hating the way y'all do)
Why haters still mad
(I said I know why baby)
'Cause Up Click acting bad
Screwed Up Click acting bad

All these cars I got to one, all these rims I got to whip one
All this wood I got to grip some, boys off the hook, huh
and charm with two my chain
Project corner too much weight
day time and work at night, making cash is my life
Sipping Sprite and breaking mics, winning money, shaking
licks and shaking vikes, you want three chickens pay the price
Bubble light on wheels, iced out grill'll make me chill
Peanut butter in my Seville, buy a pint and pop a

Buy a pint and I'll pop a sill, and my blaze chop a south-mill
hatas mad 'cause we in a Jag
And Iceberg got us dressed to kill
How you feel I'm fired up, pour me up another cup
S U C and Swisha House, and them big faces we fold up
Lil' Ron you hold up while I take a trip with Lil' Flip
Blow'd get you up and it'll make your ass run off a cliff
Kenoe got the throwed, we making hatas hate us bad
I'm a rosewood thug that keeps my pants

Why y'all haters mad
(I I don't know why baby)
'Cause Swisha acting bad
(Why hating the way y'all do)
Why haters still mad
(I said I know why baby)
'Cause Up Click acting bad
'Cause Screwed Up acting bad