Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

So niggas hate on me
So niggas plot on me
They jealous and envy me
I'm really who they wanna be
I ain't never did a diss
my hit man quick to put you on the hit list
I they mad 'cause we young and rich
I guess they mad 'cause we they bitch
First off B.I.G. may you rest in
Killed my nigga Pac and Biggie over
Vegetarian shooter, he care 'bout the celery
Hollow to that sang it for you, here, the melody
Niggas come alone while I'm on in Beverly
Offset told me press them buttons the game of Jeopardy
I'm it, niggas wanna hit me for my necklaces
VVS, bet that jewel was out for sale
You either respect it, don't it, we take it
You fvck niggas try me, my nigga records
Never will you catch me naked, young man hissing, give me the
Stuffing the foot, nigga, out, with thousand Giuseppes
Boss shit, only boss niggas, asses
So wanna hate on me
So wanna pile on me
They and they envy me
'Cause I'm really who they be
I never did a sneak diss
Call my hit man quick to put you on the hit
I guess they mad we young and rich
I guess they mad we fvcked they bitch
Hey, holla, holla, we'll take off
My brother, take off all trouble
I'm hitting these in Versace jacket, that's an 1800 dollar sweater
I'm getting cheddar, my life is so better
Fuck nigga, man, 'cause I'm a
ain't got rocks, I'm looking at your pebble

I'm rocking this stage like I get metal
I got the like none, I'm strapped away, ammo and bombs
I'm telling my nigga go get you because of the money, itching, they pause
Prrrm doom that's a hundred round draw
I send 'em, touching my mouth
Asking my Lord to forgive me because He know the wrong I done
So wanna hate on me
So niggas wanna on me
They jealous and they me
'Cause I'm really who wanna be
I never did a sneak diss
Call my hit man quick to put you on the hit
I guess they mad we young and rich
I they mad 'cause we fvcked they bitch
Fvck you saying we dissing
Mistletoe chopper, them bullets, come 'em
enter our lot without no permission
Leaving 'em like chainless
Got niggas that come for your
Like the Grinch that Christmas
Did a 8 sentence, I did it, came home to the richest
You niggas ain't relevant, pussy, they that
Mellon, off with a veteran, and a pack on measurements
You niggas got so much jealousy, I pick the pistol with
Nigga, I'mma have to you a lesson
Hit that with a Smith & Wesson, hang about that this shit is depressing
So niggas wanna on me
So niggas wanna on me
jealous and they envy me
'Cause I'm really who they be
I ain't did a sneak diss
Call my hit man to put you on the hit list
I they mad 'cause we young and rich
I guess they mad 'cause we fvcked bitch