Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Haters At

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

[Verse 1: Young
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 back
Tellin me she got yo club, and where yo at
It must be my 'Lac, that's on Pirellis
The way I count stacks, got these niggas jealous
See I'm hard on a hoe, I get for mine
You need a bitch, don't waste ya time
If you work (you don't work), you don't eat (you don't eat)
We go to jail, go to church, go to
I'm 'round wit Scrappy in the A wit my heat
Tryna out how to get to Peachtree
on nigga

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

[Verse 3:
Look, hatin' aint healthy, so keep it movin'
These shots will ya whole hood up, I'm sleepin' through it
Chea, I'm used to it, I made a gun fire
the trigger 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 in the club, I'll brawl there
I know that do deal white
stupid, find out what these boots feel like
Yea, yall know me, All-Star im so (yea)
What it is, what it aint, it gon be

4: Hi-C]
I don't bust my gun, a halftime football game
I aimed and I took yall name
And ya whole click all lame
You can me in the house with a pyrex and it cook all caine
Put that metal in ya mouth, you gon swear I was doctor
Im in the with my muthafuckin' glock in drawers
I had to let my nuts hang, so I dropped my
You aint hit him wit no bullets nigga shot the
You to scare, I aim and kill
When I dump on you, they gon think yo brain aint
Im in the game, you featherweight
When hear a nigga take a loss, they wanna celebrate