Luyện nghe bài hát Hate in Yo Eyes

You can hear it bumpin' the door
It's a party jumpin' on the
And the way it sound, it ain't no doubt (What's up)
That the West coast is in mouth

Yeah,
all gravy, petty cash never fades me
So pour me a shot of 'gnac and haze me
I'm a hustler, gettin' like crazy
Hard grindin' pays me, work is never lazy
Block hugger, the hood me
And she, won't be happy till she me
No, you never seem to me
So the shot you took at me never even grazed me
'Cause my name sparkin' like a king
'Cause I mixed the Hoo-Bang thing the bling bling
A whole lot of out there, it seem
But I flip 'em all off and keep my thing
I'm a about when I Inglewood swing
Rocked out my ear down to my pinkie ring
Now ding-ding, let the bell
And if it's drama you want, then drama I bring, sing

It's me you be, indeed
And I could still see the in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes
'Cause I'm like a G, you intrigued
And I still see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes
Never trippin' 'cause it ain't to me
But I could still see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo'
Ha, ha, ha
I see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes

Look, you local cats is small potatoes
No names 'cause this addressed to all the
From the Wood, is none greater
Mack the and y'all are spectators
Remember ?Foe I put the Wood in it
And looked out for you your own hood didn't
And plus you forgot who was your bills
Introduced you to the game and you a deal
For me good livin', y'all rhymin'
You got the hustle game backwards, you and dimin'
Oh, hip-hop classics, I 'em and got 'em
And your group, ain't heard of past the bottoms
I can't go to my turf and mingle my Gs
I got one word to say about that one (What?)
Chicken hawks, y'all ain't worth a in my wing
And all this hatin' just let me know I'm doin' my thing,

me you wanna be, indeed
And I could still see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo'
I'm livin' like a G, you intrigued
And I could still see the hate in yo' eyes, in yo' eyes
trippin' 'cause it ain't nothin' to me
But I could still see the hate in yo' eyes, in yo' eyes
Ha, ha, ha
I see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes

Hoo-Bang, Hoo
All day, all
dubs up high
Westside foe
Hoo-Bang, Hoo
All day, all
dubs up high
Westside foe

Now tell me, is it the deuce-ones on the
The lowriders, the mansions, is that why you me
Smile in my face and act so
away with hate and a heart full of envy
Say bro, what part of the is that
You got ways like a and how lame is that
Actin' a groupie around famous cats
And it's strange, you don't no shame in that
I got card, playboy, but I ain't trippin'
You me, I just roll with the punches and keep it pimpin'
Get dough by bunches, donatin' and
Let it ride on the Harley, and 6-4
Stay real my scrill if you know what I mean
I'm like a leprechaun, I nothin' but green
Avoid the and for the party scene
Copped a rock from the D-R to their heads ring, sing

It's me you wanna be,
And I could see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes
'Cause I'm livin' like a G, you
And I could see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes
Never 'cause it ain't nothin' to me
But I could still see the hate in yo' eyes, in yo' eyes
Ha, ha, ha
I could see the in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes

It's me you be, indeed
And I could still see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo'
I'm livin' like a G, you intrigued
And I could see the hate in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes
Never trippin' 'cause it nothin' to me
But I could still see the in yo' eyes, hate in yo' eyes
Ha, ha, ha
I could see the hate in yo' eyes, in yo' eyes

Mack 1-O, Hoo-Bangin' foe
And it don't
a picture trick, yeah
Take a trick, yeah
It might you rich
Westside riders,
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh