Luyện nghe bài hát The Hated

We get it
They Esco
hated Escobar
I'm still
Dave East talk that
Streets need
NYC, L.A., Chicago, Detroit, the whole
get it

I had a basic plan, get out the projects and never look
Could still smell the aroma from when my uncle would crack
One between homies, better yet brothers
used to spend the night with each other
They moms was best
One name was Anthony, the hood 'em Ant Live
Kept his pistol on 'em, so he bought a pant size
He got a colder the moment he watched his man die
That was ten ago
Baby-face, wishing his beard would grow
Now he throw a set up he go
He just a of his environment
Told me he'd rather die than go to Rikers again
Did a bid, his celly was blood, he five percent
home, like let niggas see me, I'll never ride with tint
Cory was his right-hand man, his mother up
She was checks with the wrong nigga
He popped Xannys and he just want him some strong
the attitude, he miserable
For years he to get a lick or two
Moms begging he finish school, but non-sense he get
Ant' met Cory when they was kids with
Ant' hated his dad around 'cause that was militant
Cory found a holder pass, some cash, could triple it
Double it, stack it up, Cory never want to spend
Ant' was blowing money fast, big Meeching when he
Flashy nigga, body in diamonds, necklace, and the watch

They Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon' hate) eight niggas living in a two-bedroom
No lights up in the crib, I guess I up out the darkness
Mood when I spark it, new Range, now I park it
They Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon' hate) eight niggas living in a apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I came up out the
Mood change I spark it, new Range, now I park it

Ant' and Cory set up a trap, fiends in and out of
No mask, stocking cap, robbed him, but he got it back
Six in the morning with on him was a way of life
Streets will teach you quick, nothing free, pay the price
Eviction in the kitchen, your bitch will stay the night
had the sour with him, Ant' fuck with 'yola
Got kicked out his moms crib, she found a couple
Locked up with up North, he rubbed a couple shoulders
told Ant' on the V I the block was changing
Ant' told be grateful, freedoms' amazing
Three and light bed, Ant' stayed in drama
He was light skinned, outside before you was typing
No
Cory and Ant' had rockin'
The other younger niggas from the block, loved to watch him
Couple hate us, but nothing major, knew the streets
caught Cory, made him take off that new Philippe
Cory it on the chin, he wasn't new to beef
Killers kill you for talking, all you do is speak
Thats a man down, Ant' Cory have the fam 'round
And keep on shitting on niggas until pants brown
They hustle low, so much evidence [?] found
Cory got nervous whenever they spun that Van
They snatched him and about the way he got it
the code, that was snitchin', it ain't no way around it

They hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated
(They gon' hate) eight niggas living in a two-bedroom
No lights up in the crib, I guess I up out the darkness
Mood change I spark it, new Range, now I park it
They hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, Martin
(They gon' hate) eight living in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I came up out the
Mood change I spark it, new Range, now I park it

East
It's your man, Nas
Keep doin' you do
be on to you my young brother
Young