Luyện nghe bài hát Shittin' On It Haters

on em haters,
They be envying me am
em haters throw em papers, glory i made there, yea i got there,

Holly shit.. so fake,
Wake up molly, take,
Run around that...bake
I dig em holy grave,

[Shittin on it haters..sh..shhhitting on it haters i

Haters..haters!! Wait!!
that sick bitch..slave her brain,
cut that speech but make it rain,
Up in this world am insane,
i it all n u stalk my fame,
Talk shit n u die in vain,

And i be...

[Shittin on it haters..sh..shhhitting on it i be]

this nigga its all the same,
This is sick n i roll game,
All these just love my name,
u hating its fuckin lame,
Its my n u live in pain,
Its my n i make it rain,

And i be..

on it haters..sh..shhhitting on it haters]

Slow down, a minute..
All u is not the same,
All u i got the same,
All my niggaz got game, throne tower fame

Rep my grind and get cool,
beat my outchyea you fool,
watchu u need getchu get ineeeeiiitt,
at the end u suck my -Gun]!!

Why wud u me,
i got that tym wit u,
shit bout me,
I dont even wit u,

my tym let me roll,
I that cheap to fuck u whore,
Ama till the day am gone,

100 more you talk about,
All these that u talk bout,
am on the top and i stop,
and i a shit bout money bug,

All these u cant fuck,
And i fuck em i got a trap,
Fish now dish washed,
I finished wit no trust,

Throneboy..crown on top,
coz i got the gwap,
And I hit the n they want me stop, and i ride an ride n hit on top,

I shit money on this nigga,
Now bitch go on pull the trigger,
I fly than a G5 and i hit the sky, 10 figures,

We triumph,
drowned,
In pool...100!!
I tell i wont stop i picked honey,

count my game,
Show non to lame,
Talk back my name and pile more u earn.. Yeah!!

Flip the coin got prob that,
Am home got to call u back,
i get that paper n feed my task,
and niggaz who cant stand that,

the wrong alarm,
aint no shit like was no tym,
Just a trend i get one,
Why u hatin, we got the tym. Yuup!!

Laugh (fuck haters)

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