Luyện nghe bài hát Live From H8erville

"Nigga you shit!
You wasn't when you was here!
I you do that shit on-
That's the same shit you was at the pool room, nigga!
It nothin...."

1:

JTR and Dr. Gigglez proudly you
A new dude with a new
That probably not used to

try to
Dicect me like I voodoo
Cuz I go by aliases
Just to you
But still to the nerve
To still think I'm a to.

Niggaz think they know me
Cuz deep down I'm a cool

I see 'em in the streets
I at niggaz like "Who's you?"

It's not I'm stuck-up
just the shit that I've been through

That happens when a tries to kill you
how cool you try to be
That shit an ill you
That wants to walk up and down the street and dudes
Even
When it like nobody feels you

I was
If ain't for you
it's against you

If niggaz watched every move
Then probably be pissed to

You haters luck that I carry carry a pistol
Instead of like Bin Laden
with bombs and missles...

(Hook)

Live Haterville
haters made a deal
To have a nigga
Or take a mil
But I'mma it real
And you how I feel
If you run up in my
Kill you and the hate you
(Live Haterville!)
Live Haterville
These haters made a
To a nigga killed
Or a niggaz mil
But keep it real
And you how I feel
If you run up in my
Kill you and the you feel
(Live Haterville!)

(Verse 2)

Take a to
I reside
On the side
a cold world
Cover up with the fleece

plotting to rob me
But if you got

night
I gasoline
To the block up

a fuck less
If
If I get up
Next motherfucker up
The one getting shot up

And I give a fuck what none of you think
Fuck me and mines
I'll pop you till your family is

Find all shit in your grave
Find ass lying flat off top like a fade

I made up my
To
Be of the times
close
You can the world end in my ryhmes

And niggaz know I do
And they think it's
I too
Cuz you it would be me you'd be using
To up

If you run up
your brains out your stomach
Got
Searching for the
Like some fucking groupie
(Live Haterville!!!)

(Hook)

Da Grym

I don't realy y'all understand
What I mean by
You see
Every city in every state and every town
Has a bit of Haterville in it.

game!

(Verse 3)

My is my existence
Developed a thirst for
Living, with no regrets
In me no repentence

I come from the home of
with no Christians
The innocent
Requires me to spit pimpin'

Like a felon's
To school in Memphis

I'm in this to the system that under-estimates
My

riches
Money over

The law
They be the
The they be the snitches

My
To stack these
And poof like wishes

as this is they still call me vicious
Cuz I don't ignore the

I wigs
And
All you player haters
sickle-cell-syphillis

Infamous Scarecrow
No
I hoes
Niggaz hate and stare hoes
Niggaz me don't care though

got a pair of those

That the world can
quicker than Peter and not afraid to bust

(Hook)

It's exciting, you know, in show business.
exciting.
I like going home so I can when I go home.
But some break my face.

"Nigga you shit!
You shit when you was here!
I seen you do that on-
the same shit you was doing at the pool room, nigga!
It nothin....

Let me a dollar!"