Luyện nghe bài hát Haters Still Mad

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

Why y'all 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 paint with DVD's and Playstation 2
I got a mic a crown on top that say R.I.P. DJ Screw
But I'ma hold it like it's no cigo'
Make this screw shit to coast
I can't be stopped like a locomotive, M P C H P eighty
My paper folding like laundromats, S P S black
E S 1's 'cause cataracts, suit with the hat to match

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

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

All these cars I got to flip one, all these rims I got to one
All this I got to grip some, Texas boys off the hook, huh
and charm with two my chain
Project corner with too weight
Sleep day time and work at night, making is my life
Sipping Sprite and mics, winning money, shaking dice
Hitting licks and vikes, you want three chickens pay the price
Bubble light on foreign wheels, iced out grill'll 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 like a south-mill
Y'all hatas mad we in a Jag
And that Iceberg got us dressed to
How you 'cause I'm fired up, pour me up another cup
It's S U C and House, and them big faces we fold up
Lil' Ron make you up while I take a trip with Lil' Flip
Blow'd get you wide up and it'll your ass run off a cliff
Kenoe got the throwed, we making hatas hate us bad
I'm a rosewood thug keeps my pants sagging

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