Luyện nghe bài hát The Hated

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

I had a basic plan, get out the projects and never look
Could still smell the aroma from when my would cook crack
One conversation between homies, better yet
That used to spend the night each other
They moms was best
One name was Anthony, the hood 'em Ant Live
Kept his pistol on 'em, so he a bigger pant size
He got a little colder the moment he his man die
was ten years ago
Baby-face, that his beard would grow
Now he throw a set up he go
He just a product of his
Told me he'd rather die than ever go to Rikers
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 man, his mother up North
She was busting with the wrong nigga
He popped Xannys and he just want him some strong
the attitude, he miserable
For he tried to get a lick or two
Moms he finish school, but non-sense he get into
Ant' met when they was kids with innocence
Ant' hated his dad around 'cause that nigga was
Cory found a pass, some cash, they could triple it
it, stack it up, Cory ain't never want to spend
Ant' was blowing fast, big Meeching when he shopped
Flashy nigga, body in diamonds, necklace, and the watch

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

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

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

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