Luyện nghe bài hát Hate In Your Soul

Tried to tell them think outside the box
If young Metro don't you, I'm gon' shoot you

Got too many racks on me, fit in the wallet
Got too style on me, can't fuck with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do about it
You got that hate inside soul, you can't do nothin' about it
Got too many on me, can't fit in my wallet
Got too much style on me, fuck with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do about it
You done sold soul, you can't do nothin' about it

1]
One for the money, yes Sir, two for the
A years ago, selling blow in Mexico
Was a starter, something
Now I up in the 'Rari, I'm in my hood
Yeah, just that dank up
Niggas ain't never no war with us
Niggas ain't never did fly us
Bitch my notorious
Bet you can't come close to
I sit in the back of the like this
Got a bankroll like I'm still serving that scale
I did a girl in private, she don't wanna it
you tell your mamma, you need to run it by me
I'm takin' this nigga like Monica
I do what I want, I go up some commas
I a strap on me Osama, you know I came and conquered
I put the hustle in front of me, you know a a monster
You know a nigga piranha, you I hop out at any time
And I'm in Chanel and

Got too many on me, can't fit in the wallet
Got too style on me, can't fuck with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, do nothin' about it
You got that hate inside your soul, you can't do about it
Got too many on me, can't fit in my wallet
Got too much on me, can't fuck with no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do about it
You done your soul, you can't do nothin' about it

2]
You in them 'cause that's your hiding ritual
You at grandma house, you posted up
You put that on IG
You ready to let it go to 'em how to believe it
You hit block an' get in it
You hit that an' get in it
You to glorify this life, nigga
Yeah, them took your life, nigga
You see how niggas think about
Now, you on the pavement
Nigga, from your backside
'Boutta a long vacation
out Hennessey for you
Pour Hennessey for you
I know that's favourite drink, nigga
(I that's your favourite drink)

Got too many on me, can't fit in the wallet
Got too much style on me, can't fuck no stylist
You got that hate all in your soul, can't do about it
You got that hate your soul, you can't do nothin' about it
Got too racks on me, can't fit in my wallet
Got too much style on me, fuck with no stylist
You got that all in your soul, can't do nothin' about it
You done sold your soul, you do nothin' about it