Luyện nghe bài hát Live From H8erville

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

1:

JTR and Dr. Gigglez introduce you
A new dude a new style
you're probably not used to

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

think that they know me
Cuz deep I'm a cool dude

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

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

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

I was
If something for you
it's against you

If niggaz watched your every
you'll probably be pissed to

You haters that I JUST carry carry a pistol
Instead of gotten like Bin
Strapped with and missles...

(Hook)

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

(Verse 2)

a ride to
Where I
On the East
It's a world
up with the fleece hide

Motherfuckas to rob me
But if you got

night
I gasoline
To the block up

Give a fuck
If
If I get up
Next step up
The next one getting up

And I don't give a fuck none of you think
Fuck me and mines
I'll pop you your family is extinct

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

I up my mind
To
Be ahead of the
Listen
You can hear the end in my ryhmes

And niggaz I do music
And they it's amusing
I too
Cuz you thought it would be me be using
To up

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

(Hook)

Da Grym

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

game!

(Verse 3)

My crime is my
Developed a for vengence
Living, with no regrets
In me there's no

I from the home of lynching
Churches no Christians
The innocent
Requires me to this pimpin'

a felon's required
To teach in Memphis

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

riches
Money bitches

The law
be the bitches
The streets be the snitches

My
To these chips
And poof three wishes

Simple as this is still call me vicious
Cuz I ignore the disses

I split
And
All you player sicker
Than

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

I've got a pair of

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

(Hook)

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

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

Let me a dollar!"