Luyện nghe bài hát High Haters

a I beat I guess we bobbin
a to z these suckers
parks, hear me callin
grab this mic, I be
honky here we go
is how the water flow
out the like a river
cold make me shiver
banging on the
and we banging on now
get to on my set
we it back, bling BLOWW
biggie how I do it
biggie make me prove it
all up in your face, white show you how to do it
now, get you up
now get you up
now im crackin blood,
sex-crazed pullin
bustin, you
my style, keep you it
Ill dust it, Ill it,
full & of it
Im eatin, Im
the parties on the
money never sleep its creepin on the deep-end
radio, me yo, hit the switch and watch it blow
hate to see you go, leave me bumpin thru stereo!

Chorus: hater high, hater bye, quit from movin to side
they go they go right, they know just what they like x4
KEEP ME BUMPIN THRU YOUR STEREO! Bumpin ur stereo,
bumpin ur stereo, bumpin-B-bumpin, we be bumpin thru ur stereo!

you got beef Im a vegetarian.
its a life, see a veterinarian.
WHOO!
you fed flakes like the fish in my
when I stop pullin cards Ima start em
get my shovel out, duct yo mouth
throw em in the trunk, and drive em down
all Im gonna say, wont even speak about it
wont even leave a trace, see Im unique it!
love to hate. Bitchers love to bitch.
Im WELL qualified to recognize a snitch!
got a weak spine, always run they mouth
like a chick flick they gonna sell you out!
I Soulja boy, but Im a SOLDIER, BOY!
and the truth comes out, Ima say I told you boy!
Im an O.G., means Im rated X.
You cant see me EVEN WITH the checks.

Chorus: hater high, hater bye, from movin side to side
they go left go right, they know just what they like x4
KEEP ME BUMPIN YOUR STEREO! Bumpin thru ur stereo,
bumpin thru ur stereo, bumpin-B-bumpin, we be thru ur stereo!

Id be loved then hated.
So I pay no to haters
these days haters is faceless.
No class asses never their waitress
I feel bad for em, musta been left in play pens
when was kids, and handed everything
and now see me walkin up as a king
to the front of the line V.I.P.
free Bottle so, yo DRINKS ON ME!
when I up to the club its like
Hey Johnny , (you hear dat) hey Johnny richter
(you hear dat) hey richter
it sounds like Hey Richter, even the beats on my side
and sos a bunch of down to ride

there is no question Im to kill the haters now,
save me for the last round. to crush em man
woop em up and up from the barbed wire.
ignoring they fake cries, still that thiss why
going and loving all the haters, they keep my belly full
splatter and scatter and mean mug em til catapult
finally I wont be infectin family, forever rappin & trappin
& fuck bitches wanna see us cry

Chorus: hater high, hater bye, quit from movin side to side. they go left they go right, they know just what they like x4 ME BUMPIN THRU YOUR STEREO! Bumpin thru ur stereo, bumpin thru ur stereo, bumpin-B-bumpin, we be bumpin thru ur stereo!