Luyện nghe bài hát Playa Hata

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

Nobody can help him, so to the land of ski maskes
We blastes, to bust a of caps up in they weak asses
The dust thats kicked up, and yuk is down to lick up
Do a up, at an armor truck pick up

get tucked, up out the scenery
Wit greenery, stopped up, watch up, sew the up wit creamery
The cream, I sling, got on my team
Like a fiend I dream, an hoes swing on my

tremendous, they spend grip
Endless trips to Macy's, they me, so playa hataz, hate me
I keep the safety off my four-fifth, it in focus
didn't used to trip on my dick when 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 brown an' you know
Chris faulty rumors around the town like club new vogue
Really

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

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

I gots to, my business to myself
'Cuz hataz talk mo get shot to spread rumors when its loaded
Hatin' get yo grill exploded, quick,
The thing I heard, I stole a credit card from 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 broke ass, no
Bustaz tryin' to quote that's why the got rid 'o Short

I you busta browns need to wise up, before we ride up
Stop, sew up yo block, an sew lies up
Once don't trip, twice no
Three times, will get you bucked wit the

I thought the hatin' would stop, but the rumors are passin'
Sounds like that busta that plugged mo holes than mass
You need to stop, 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, playa on me?)
Why you playa hate on me?
(Ooh)

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

it down, oh yeah
Fo' the Luniz an, they
I am to let you know
Gotta for you so [Incomprehensible] alone

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

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

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

Now I keep sayin', don't get mad because you bump
But I'm still gonna spit it, you still don't get it
If it noted, don't quote it
Hataz when it comes to common sense you showed it
I don't

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

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

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