Luyện nghe bài hát Record Haters

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

The man, yea right, right
So me Rasheed, you know what I'm sayin'
This hip hop thang an everythang 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 what I'm sayin', I don't fool wit the Goodie Mob's
And I especially fool wit them E-40's

what the fuck they good fo? Nigga 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 worked too hard fo nigga quote me

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

Straight outta welfare when I break you
I'm a have enough money to buy a fare
Spend about a a hundred thousand, boost up my coins
to spit mo supafly than Donald Goins

This game is so hemrigin that I be deliverin'
These niggas understand my shit but they surrendurin'
Simmerin', rememberin' things that jumped off
Lyrics spit on than a, a bad cough

Messy hoes got my name between teeth
Just because I'm from the 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 bait nigga ain't no need for you to record
ya own or ya own gon remind you, nigga
The will biatch

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

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

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

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

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

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

That bring the yellow tape nigga, jungle full of
Don't make no sense to talk talk if a nigga ain't 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 thang about me
You mutha don't know nuttin 'bout no E-40 hoe
Monkey mouthed biatch,

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

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

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

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

40 get yo marbles man, get yo
Take a limosuine everywhere you go and fly planes
That's what I was to do by my big homie thou
You can always be a but a nigga ain't 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 taught me how to say 'Fa
Told me that them AZ muthafuckas don't believe phat greasy

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

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

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