Luyện nghe bài hát Record Haters

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

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

Yo, check it out kid, I only like real hip hop man, the shit
You know I'm sayin', Redman, Wu Tang
You know what I'm sayin', I fool wit the Goodie Mob's
And I especially fool wit them E-40's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Got another muthafucka on my shit
I'm a cut off his list, I mean my hit list
My rest in piss list, dude be hangin' around Nas
You know, gay baby nigga some negative shit about 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
That's when I him

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

an coffin full of skrill
Nigga know damn 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 straight fool nigga seem like shoulda been an told ya

That bring the yellow nigga, jungle full of asphalt
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 damn about me
You mutha fuckas don't know 'bout no E-40 hoe
Monkey biatch, biatch

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

Ya Record bitches, Record Hatin' bitches
There's no way you get wit this
Uh, we should cease you from
V-Town bitch, niggas like that be livin', e'ry time

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

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

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

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

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

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

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