Luyện nghe bài hát Record Haters

Yo, it out
Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed
Yo what up
From the what, what, what team is you play for again?

The man, yea right, right
So tell me Rasheed, you know what I'm
hip hop thang an everythang goin' on
Tell me, I mean, what, what, yo flavor?

Yo, check it out kid, I only like hip hop man, the real shit
You know I'm sayin', Redman, Wu Tang
You know what I'm sayin', I don't wit the Goodie Mob's
And I especially don't wit them E-40's

Nigga the fuck they good fo? Nigga let's shoot fins
You got all the nigga, put up yo Benz
Nah nah, can't do that, why not? Ol' trophy
Somethin' I done worked too fo nigga quote me

Yo swole rolls done turned to li'l ol anarxins
Get ready to pay the
[Incomprehensible] pee wee no
Who got fo this brand new hundred?

Straight outta welfare when I you niggas
I'm a have enough money to buy a bare
about a half a hundred thousand, boost up my coins
Preceed to spit mo than Donald Goins

This is so damn hemrigin that I be deliverin'
These don't understand my shit but they surrendurin'
Simmerin', rememberin' things done jumped off
Lyrics spit on niggas than a, a bad

Messy hoes got my name between teeth
because I'm from the west not the east
Graduated from the dope game, phat ass
that nigga name? Rasheed Wallace

You gon' have to learn to yo elders mayne
I'm twomp bait ain't no need for you to record hate
Mind ya own or ya own gon remind you,
The Click will

Record Hatin' bitches, suave and snitches
Learn about it bitch, we should you from existance
That's right, niggas like that shouldn't be livin', mutha

Ya Record bitches, trademark
There's no way you could get wit this, stick to basketball
We cease you from existance
Niggas like that be livin', biatch

Got another on my shit list
I'm a cut off his dick list, I my hit list
My in piss list, dude that be hangin' around Nas
You know, gay baby nigga said some shit about me up

In a magazine 'After watchin' New York Undercover'
While I was, a shit Kool Keith
Was on the front that's when I
That's I spotted him

That nigga AZ tried to say that I don't deserve a platinum
Nigga I was sellin' tapes out the of my car
When you was round drinkin' Simalac
All up in yo ass videos

an coffin full of skrill
Nigga damn well yo punk ass ain't got had no mills
I'm payin' full nigga an I'll have yo where ever you at
I'm fool nigga seem like someone shoulda been an told ya

That bring the yellow nigga, jungle full of asphalt
Don't make no sense to talk that talk if a nigga ain't gon' walk that
Zip up yo lip yo lip zip you up
Biatch, biatch, I gives a fuck,

It's pain, nigga don't know a damn thang about me
You mutha fuckas don't know nuttin 'bout no hoe
Monkey mouthed biatch,

Record bitches, suave game and snitches
Learn about it bitch, we should cease you existance
That's right, like that shouldn't be livin'
Shouldn't be

Ya Record Hatin' bitches, Hatin' bitches
There's no way you get wit this
Uh, we should cease you from
V-Town bitch, niggas that shouldn't be livin', e'ry time

When I started off niggas had me fucked, muthafuckas was blind
In '89 that ol' 'Mr. shit was way ahead of his time
Had everyone an they great grandmas off that Carlos Rossi
Was in a major label an business uh didn't want us to shine

It was me an my from Suave House Records, Tony Draper
E-40, an The Click, 8-Ball an MJG gettin' that independent
All about my ruh uh rap, uh should I
Beat a uh duh down, e'ry time

40 get yo man, get yo change
Take a limosuine everywhere you go and fly planes
That's what I was taught to do by my big homie
You can always be a nigga but a ain't rich
'Til he count his money no mo'

night sensation, never me
All you "Record Haters" got Ph.IV
My 3X Krazy laced me taught me how to say 'Fa sheezy'
Told me that them AZ don't believe phat means greasy

We can shoot it out, or we can
You an wanna squash the funk?
Shoot me some peace

Hatin' bitches, Record hatin' bitches
Suave game and snitches, suave and snitches
We should cease you from existance, rich
Niggas like that shouldn't be livin', suck

Ya Record bitches, lil ol, biatch
There's no way you get wit this, that's right
We should cease you from existance, about it
Niggas like that shouldn't be livin', that's