Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Haters At

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

[Verse 1: Buck]
Why you hate me nigga? Yo baby momma 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 be my 'Lac, that's sittin on Pirellis
The way I count stacks, got these niggas jealous
See I'm hard on a hoe, I get down for
You need a 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 'round wit Scrappy in the A wit my heat
Tryna figure out how to get to
Come on

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

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

[Verse 4:
I don't my gun, like a halftime football game
I aimed straight and I took name
And ya whole click all lame
You can catch me in the house with a and it cook all caine
Put that metal in ya mouth, you gon I was doctor walls
Im in the club with my muthafuckin' in drawers
I had to let my nuts hang, so I dropped my
You hit him wit no bullets nigga shot the walls
You to scare, I aim and kill
When I on you, they gon think yo brain aint real
Im heavyweight in the game, you
When hear a nigga take a loss, they wanna celebrate