Luyện nghe bài hát Playa Hata

Why you playa hate on me?
Oh-hoo-hoo,
Oh yeah,
Why you wanna hate on me?

can help him, so welcome to the land of ski maskes
We blastes, to bust a couple of caps up in they weak
The dust thats bein' kicked up, and yuk is to lick up
Do a stick up, at an armor pick up

Then get tucked, up out the
Wit greenery, stopped up, up, sew the block up wit creamery
The cream, I sling, got fiends on my
Like a I dream, an hoes swing on my ding-a-ling

tremendous, they spend grip
Endless trips to Macy's, they me, so playa hataz, hate me
I keep the off my four-fifth, hold it in focus
Fools didn't used to trip on my dick I was the brokest

But notice, I got a little now
everybody bump L U N I Z like hell now
You just a busta an' blood you know
Chris spreadin' faulty rumors around the like club new vogue
though

Why you wanna hate on me?
Why you playa hate on me?
(Why you hate on me?)

Why you playa hate on me?
Why you wanna playa on me?
(Ooh)

I gots to, my business to myself
'Cuz hataz talk mo than get shot to spread rumors its loaded
Hatin' get yo exploded, quick, severed
The first thing I heard, I stole a credit card Chris Webber

I never that, but who's that, an' next
I heard ridin' around smokin' crack in the back of my homies Lex
It be them ass, no cash
tryin' to quote that's why the town got rid 'o Short

I think you busta browns need to wise up, we ride up
Stop, sew up yo block, an sew them up
Once don't trip, no grip
Three times, get you bucked wit the nine

I thought the hatin' would stop, but the rumors are still
Sounds like that busta that plugged mo holes mass appeal
You to stop, hatin' on
The C N O T E, D R U, and the L U N I Z

Why you playa hate on me?
(Why you wanna playa, hate on me?)
Why you wanna hate on me?
(Ooh)

Why you playa hate on me?
(Hate on me, yeah)
Why you playa hate on me?
(Ooh)

Break it down, oh
Fo' the Luniz an, they
I am here to let you
Gotta think for you so alone

Let me tell yo ass a story, yes they just be hatin' to the
But you can me wit that B.S. that you stress
When you test the young Heff, the tech a spit up
Chest get lit up, foo a rigg up

Now I think the whole world me, not what they should know
It's like rap an sellin' is all I'm good for
Hangin' in the hood for so long, I see why talk
Bitches, snitch a home
(Can we fo' a minute?)

You're I won't be offended
I be hand in hand wit the pencil
Can it all be so
Wu-Tang, spit true game, to get pootang, from a nimfo

Now I keep sayin', don't get mad because you can't
But I'm still gonna it, 'cuz you still don't get it
If it ain't noted, don't it
Hataz when it comes to sense you ain't showed it
I don't

Why you wanna hate on me?
(Playz play)
(Why you playa?)
Why you playa hate on me?
(Hate on me, yeah)

Why you wanna playa on me?
(Why you playa hate on me?)
Why you wanna playa on me?

Why you wanna hate on me?
(Hate on me)
Why you playa hate on me?
(Why you wanna hate, on me)