Luyện nghe bài hát Love My Style

These hoes don't love me, they my Benz
Love my rims, my style
These fiends love me, they love my coke
Love my dope, my ink

haters don't love me, it don't matter to me
I stay hater free 'cos down ass G
'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make
If it don't make dollars, it don't cents

I'm in town dog, brown dog
I'm signed to interscope, I'm a C-note
500 add to a kilo
ID rather be rich, snitch nigga out cold

My crack in sinthostat, drummers with hunny
My bitch from D.R., switch 'em with stash
Movin' my work, jus' for some 'n' a skirt
I was loose but she complainin' it

Ice skatin' on ice, I got crack heads, scrapin' the mic
Late at night, be shakin' her dice
Runnin' from feds, like I had Jerry rice
'Cos the dope and the rice come pac and them plant eggs

It's the top shotter rocked prada
That proper
In high I had ex in my gym locker
Locker, locker,

These hoes don't love me, love my Benz
Love my rims, love my
These fiends love me, they love my coke
Love my dope, my ink

These haters don't love me, it don't to me
I stay free 'cos I'mma down ass G
'Cos if I make dollars, then it don't make cents
If it don't make dollars, it make cents

I'm a sneaker addict, fanatic
I lavish, got more carots, that bunny rabbits
I plant 'Marry I', courtyard groupie's
An them niggas wit no pussy is jerkin'

An niggas hoes like female cops
I got ma wrists all froze, so the COs
Ayo 'em drink Malibu, dre drink
Banks Baileys and buck drink remi

I'm on the 7 a glock like, I'm still musty
Leavin' Barcelona for Argentina pussy
Ye man stunts it ain't nothin'
Million dollar deals our fans dare hustle

I stay stuntin', my stay pumpin'
58-58, I got my cell jumpin'
T O N Y the of New York
dro in the 6, on the way to court

These hoes don't love me, they my Benz
Love my rims, love my
fiends don't love me, they love my coke
Love my dope, my ink

These haters don't me, it don't matter to me
I stay free 'cos I'mma down ass G
'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't make
If it don't make dollars, it don't make

You in the CBA, I'm in the NBA
the rap T-Mac, I stay with a gat
Click clack, I sit back 'n' watch my soldiers
Ya rhymes a snitches, homie I'm dealin' with

my car out the sun so the paint wont fade
'N' if my jewels don't shine time to upgrade
I'mma ball till I fall, niggas can't me
platinum plaques, wall to wall jewelery

I my style, hoes scream my name
It's Tony Yayo, a cats scowl in the
See niggas wanna kill me like sindy in
But I pack the Mac-Nilly wit a beam

Ayo I'm on daily like Freddy in the
'N' my chains so heavy, it to my spleen
You front on my team, ma niggas will you
Automatic tray pound fuckin' diminish you

These hoes don't love me, love my Benz
my rims, love my style
These fiends don't me, they love my coke
Love my dope, my ink

These haters don't love me, it don't to me
I stay hater free I'mma down ass G
'Cos if I don't make dollars, then it don't cents
If it don't make dollars, it don't make