Luyện nghe bài hát High Haters

a I beat I guess we bobbin
a to z these doggin
parks, hear me callin
grab this mic, I be
honky party we go
this is how the flow
out the like a river
style make me shiver
on the left
and we banging on now
get to on my set
we it back, bling BLOWW
BLOWW how I do it
biggie make me prove it
all up in your face, boys 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 on the weekend
never sleep its always creepin on the deep-end
radio, play me yo, hit the and watch it blow
hate to see you go, leave me thru your stereo!

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

you got son? Im a vegetarian.
its a life, see a veterinarian.
WHOO!
you fed flakes like the in my aquarium
I stop pullin cards Ima start burying em
get my shovel out, tape yo mouth
throw em in the trunk, and drive em south
thats all Im gonna say, even speak about it
wont even leave a trace, see Im unique it!
haters love to hate. love to bitch.
Im WELL qualified to a little snitch!
they got a weak spine, always run mouth
like a chick flick they always sell you out!
I aint boy, but Im a SOLDIER, BOY!
and when the comes out, Ima say I told you boy!
Im an O.G., that means Im X.
You cant see me EVEN WITH the checks.

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

Id rather be then hated.
So I pay no to haters
these days most is faceless.
No class asses tippin their waitress
I feel bad for em, musta left in their play pens
they was kids, and handed everything
and now see me walkin up as a king
to the front of the straight V.I.P.
Bottle Service so, yo DRINKS ON ME!
when I show up to the its like
Hey Richter , (you hear dat) hey Johnny richter
(you hear dat) hey richter
it sounds Hey Johnny Richter, even the beats on my side
and sos a of muthafuckers down to ride

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

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