Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Haters At

[Chorus: Buck]
They was glad I was broke, mad cuz I'm
So put that nigga out if it's a hater in this (uh-oh!!)
Stuntin in the club, 'em start a riot
Throw my hood up then go it outside

[Verse 1: Buck]
Why you hate me nigga? Yo momma love me
She see me in the club, and up and hug me
I show her no love, she keep on comin
Tellin me she got yo club, and yo money at
It must be my 'Lac, that's sittin on
The way I stacks, that's got these niggas jealous
See I'm hard on a hoe, I get for mine
You a hand-out bitch, don't waste ya time
If you don't work (you work), you don't eat (you don't eat)
We go to jail, go to church, go to
I'm ridin' 'round wit in the A wit my heat
Tryna figure out how to get to
Come on

[Verse 2: Lil'
Young nigga, but a certified
But youse a nigga, youse a bonafide hater
They was glad I was broke, but now im livin
Hustlin and servin like a waiter for the paper
We down the strip in sumthin so wet
When ya bitch see a nigga, wanna suck a dick
Smokin' dro and drinkin' liquor till a get sick
Every city, state, it's the same ol' shit
Nigga money the world go 'round so get ya hustle on
These niggas snitchin' so much, I'm "fuck a phone"
Mad cuz im on, they to see me down
I know you gon' let me and get mine

[Verse 3:
Look, aint healthy, nigga so keep it movin'
These shots wake ya whole hood up, I'm sleepin' through it
Chea, I'm used to it, I done a gun fire
Pull the one time, sound like a gun fight
You was I was broke, now ya mad cuz ya hoe
it when a nigga put it in the back of her throat
Buck, Hi-C, Murder, and Star, we aint scared
I don't need my pistol in the club, brawl there
I know hustlers that do white
Jump stupid, find out what these feel like
Yea, know me, All-Star im so street (yea)
What it is, what it aint, it gon be

[Verse 4:
I bust my gun, like a halftime football game
I aimed straight and I took yall
And ya click look all lame
You can me in the house with a pyrex and it cook all caine
Put metal in ya mouth, you gon swear I was doctor walls
Im in the club with my glock in drawers
I had to let my nuts hang, so I dropped my
You hit him wit no bullets nigga shot the walls
You shoot to scare, I aim and
When I dump on you, they gon think yo brain aint
Im heavyweight in the game, you
they hear a nigga take a loss, they wanna celebrate