Luyện nghe bài hát Record Haters

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

The Bullets man, yea right,
So tell me Rasheed, you what I'm sayin'
This hip hop an everythang goin' on
me, I mean, what, what, what's yo flavor?

Yo, check it out kid, I only like real hip hop man, the real
You what 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 what the fuck they good fo? let's shoot fins
You got all the bread nigga, put up yo
Nah nah, can't do that, why not? Ol' trophy
Somethin' I done worked too hard fo quote me

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

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

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

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

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

Record bitches, suave game and snitches
about it bitch, we should cease you from existance
That's right, niggas like that be livin', mutha fucka

Ya Hatin' bitches, trademark
There's no way you could get wit this, to basketball nigga
We cease you from existance
Niggas like that shouldn't be livin',

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

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

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

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

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

It's major pain, nigga don't know a damn about me
You mutha fuckas don't nuttin 'bout no E-40 hoe
Monkey mouthed biatch,

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

Ya Hatin' bitches, Record Hatin' bitches
There's no way you could get wit
Uh, we cease you from existance
bitch, niggas like that shouldn't be livin', e'ry time

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

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

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

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

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

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

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