Luyện nghe bài hát Niggas Be Hating Me

I'm lyrically to be a poetic threat
A million dollar from a Southside set
As I proceed to break out, I'm demonstratin'
On some fly pressure, on the marks, forever
your mind, as I restarce the prey
Ascroociate pain, givin' for game
Cause boys be hatin' me, and makin' my rise
Niggas get bigger, but my glock the same size
I it and ride, fire sweet and hit the gas
Cause as the glass, able to mash class
Your ass is grass, if you in black mass
present past, another'll beat his ass
I'ma mash, fast, with the heart of a
Quick to up a busta, so what's up motherfuckers
I ain't no bargains, no deals or no plea
Stayin' strapped at all times, cause be hatin' me

Niggas be me and makin' my pressure rise
I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking
Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure
Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize, ah
Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my rise
I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking
Niggas be hatin' me and my pressure rise
Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you just realize

On the Southside, we be hittin'
Nine sold, have a thang, 27 the
Tricks be hatin', feds got my phone
Loaded glock on my lap, jealous niggas got me
I on blaze, swang freeze to floss those
Coast-to-coast shows, pimps playas and
A 9 I pack, dedicated to
Smokin' weed serve movin' ounces of crack
The shit gone hit the Fed and the strip flip
The answer when you trip is a in a clip
I tip a hater, just like he's a
A polished in mastermind, and a rhyme creator
Heart-breaker, a baller legendary
Southside representin', pops up on the
Open eyes you face to face with a g
Give the game for free, cause be hatin' me

Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my rise
I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a prize
Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure
Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you just realize, cause ah
Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure
I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a prize
Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my pressure
Lil' is a fact, won't you haters just realize

Now we be ballin', and yo we in work
The L-i-l K-e and this named D
Back up no mistakin', it's money we makin'
Put all drama on hold the record make dough
So far so good, ain't no in Herschelwood
Same things in my hood, understood
When the sun come up, it's dollar y'all
And when them punks run up, it's time to kill
Somebody to me "Whatever you do just keep it tru
Make your cash and dash see these haters are after you"
Flashin' gold in them hoes face
Nobody fuck with me, I wanna
Poetic since '84 I used to rhyme and
Noticin' how the go, I puts it down so
You got beef then bring beef hardrugged
From the streets of knocks, the way you g's love it

Niggas be hatin' me and my pressure rise
I'm trowed up in the game, got my on a fucking prize
Niggas be me and makin' my pressure rise
Lil' Keke is a fact, won't you haters just realize, ah
Niggas be hatin' me and makin' my rise
I'm trowed up in the game, got my eyes on a fucking
Niggas be hatin' me and my pressure rise
Lil' Keke is a fact, you haters just realize