Luyện nghe bài hát Hi Hater (Remix)

Somebody call the doctor man,
It's like haters out there
Got a sickness man that to be cured
Hey, hey, hater, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi

Hey, hey, hey hater, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi
Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hello, hater
(Remix, on, man, yeah)

Look, don't hide, I see you,
I'm a hi when I see you, hater
I've dyin' to meet you, hater
Please leave me, I need you, hater

This is for the ones that's been prayin' I'm 'gon
They hatin', rather see me back in the
But I ain't in the jail my I'm doin' good
Brooklyn we did it, I'm it all hood

Keep hatin', I'm rollin', I'm goin' you
Chicks like ooh, I him you see his tattoos
(Go Maino)
at me went from Smack DVD's to MTV
Pants hangin' on BET
Still in the nigga you see me

Hustle hard, paper, it's alright, y'all hate us
It's nothin', we major, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Ay Maino, tell haters get ready

Ay Maino, them haters get ready
I ain't got time, too busy I'm
Over the Atlantics, three or fo'
Strip dancin', no panties, askin me to take

Just imagine all the fun that I'm
(It's scary)
On average, I'm travelin', gettin' that
Performin' in London, then I'm in Paris
(Ha, ha, ha)

If I was you, frankly I'd be
You carry no weight, hold no merit
I talk big money, you can't it
My won't fit on yo' cameras

Go win two Grammys, build for a few families
Then you can come and holla at me
God dammit, sad, but I could give a damn, what a sucka thank
Hustle hard, Grand Hustle, us Hustle INC

Me and Maino, Jay'll ate it, just brothers think
It's all about the music 'til it escalate to other
seen the Bankhead, BK connection
You can it, but respect or else get dealt with, bitch

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi

Okay, okay, hi my is Swizz, your name is, hater
So you see 'em, hi hater, on my watch, the Felipe
I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don't fuck y'all haters
My car, the SLR, the engine through like it's a guitar

I'll y'all haters in the dust by far
I'm planes y'all lookin' at cars
(Lames)
Yeah, I try to the peace

If you talkin', the hawk 'gon slide in 'em
What's up? all want the cake
But I'm a chef so I gotta show 'em how to
(Get 'em)

outta ten rappers, haters
They get emotional they ain't got paper
When you get bigger than them then they ya
'em, 'cause I don't owe 'em no favors

When rappers hot, they ya
When get cold, they spray ya
We than most, ask my label
My first week numbers, major
(Dayum)

Two hundred fourteen sold, playa
Take by the minute now, half be my
I got a show, so I'm a talk to later
thousand a show now hater

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
(Hello, how doin'?)

Yo, a million worth the ice on
My wife beater the pythons
Drug money kept the on, and besides the gun smoke
The hate in the air is kept the nights on

They 'gon hate, anyway screw nice to 'em
Till you send 'em hot ones
Or you put the on 'em

Hi haters, it's me
Might see me in the D with pink
Or I be in the streets with three shakers
Ten head cracks in a row with paper

Yeah, I'm tryin' to get my cash
The LP is on the way though, my ass

Let 'em show NY, like the folks who make
Yeah, I'm back, fresh off of
I let the haters take a
Now I'm a let it out the bag like Jake the

If it's one for sho', two things for certain
I'm a keep it up 'til my middle finger's
No, I ain't had a brush beef yet
Some of y'all wake up and ain't brushed your teeth yet

I come through, haters gotta that I am paid
I be wavin' I'm on the float of the parade
Hola, bonjour, hi
I keep it movin on hoes, call me

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi