Luyện nghe bài hát Quit Hatin' Pt. 1

What, Wha', what, what?
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin' Boyz
DawgOnce again at yo' ass
Bitch, go out to all the pussy niggaz
That see us when we walk in the club and just be muggin'

hatin' motherfucker, quit hatin'
Quit hatin' nigga, quit hatin'
God motherfuckah
God motherfuckah

Quit hatin' motherfucker, hatin'
Quit hatin' pussy nigga, quit
God damnit
God damnit

High 'cause I'm tokin' the and smokin' on Purple Haze
And I'm coughin' got some new on my feet
Even my Caddy Jordans
Now bitches be on my dick when I pull up in a platinum blue
They come and spread ass crack, let me hit it from the back

On the flo', they bend over, shake them titties and twurk them
With them lil' ol' on, I can almost see they coochie lips
And she backin' that thing up on me, so I do the thing and pop her
With a curl that ha-hangin proper, drunk off champagne and vodka

Just 'cause it's us in the club they krunk, it's $hort and
And I the ladies know we love to cut
I can tell it when they Whisper say

See the ballin' in the party
They in new Escalades
And I got a single, get up in the lobby
I'm with that, come all in my body, it's on

We about to break your and your hip
a sack and just sip
Sit back and eat immaculate shrimp
Stackin' chips as a mack and a pimp, in the club you bounce
But on the streets, my dro' goin' for, six a ounce

Quit hatin' motherfucker, hatin'
Quit pussy nigga, quit hatin'
God motherfuckah
God motherfuckah

hatin' motherfucker, quit hatin'
Quit hatin' pussy nigga, quit
God damnit
God motherfuckah

Show me love when you see me, don't
If you take my woman me, what you gon' say?
Charge it to the game, if I lose, I
You never know when a hoe is wearin' shoes

You must be a magician 'cause you're nothin' but a
Tryin to give her all your money, but whatchu get?
I get 'em all, suited at the player's
Up against the wall, just got another number to

Y'all see me I'm a player, I do this nightly
You wanna fight me, 'cause you can't be me
All you ass suckers in the place
You better starin' in my motherfuckin' face

Too many jealous goin' through yo' mind
You mad like you guilty, goin' to do time
Pay yo' bill nigga if you want a date
But you just talkin' shit I figure you just wanna
You

hatin' motherfucker, quit hatin'
Quit hatin' nigga, quit hatin'
God damnit
God motherfuckah

Quit motherfucker, quit hatin'
Quit hatin' pussy nigga, quit
God damnit
God damnit

Now you can catch me I-80 in the diamond lane head
In the rearview, make a wrong move and I gotsta your head
I put 23's in the game on the Avalanche and you the blues
And blow smoke up out the sunroof while we keep it on cruise

I with a hog in the back and the vogue
In the and you hatin on that
just V. White, T. $hort, Twista boy we blazin' on track
It's just that psycho-chronological mind-stopper
Keep a burner at yo' waist we serve these haters proper

You better get up, get out, get somethin', nigga, and frontin'
If I had no car and with my momma
I'd be hatin' on somethin'
Nah, but nope, not me, I give 'em out, the knee
You catch one in the torso, B-2-1-2, fuckin' with me

Now you can hate me all you want to I ain't hard to find
I got hitters on payroll and dyin' to shine
leave a hole in your dome like Rogaine
Old school like road
You stop me from shinin, I'm highly flammable like propane

hatin' motherfucker, quit hatin'
Quit hatin' pussy nigga, quit
God damnit
God motherfuckah

Quit hatin' motherfucker, hatin'
Quit hatin' pussy nigga, hatin'
God motherfuckah
God damnit

Yeah, we got some real players in this
Too $hort, Twista, V. White, Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz,
Yeah, we see you haters up in this
Tryin' to kick it like us real but you know what we gon' do?
We gon' sift you haters out
And we beat yo' motherfuckin' ass

Yeah, right, whup that hater's ass
Beat his ass, like he stole
hatin' motherfucker, quit hatin'
Now it down for the retarded people