Luyện nghe bài hát Haters

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin these hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on
Is it the big sittin' up on Mike Jordans, thats 23's
With the big ole owl, heads roaring
Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths, thats
On the Impala on 20
Mo' in it than old Abe Lincoln's cabin
And mo' glass in it, than in your cabinets
Or is it the way we come watchin' XXX
sex from the ceilin', visors, and headrests
Or is it the chain, the gucci hat, the gucci Air Jordan retros to
Even though I step on the scene, so fresh and so
Nice tek'n wit' me, I still got my weapon me
Strapped a tek in my jeans
Ready to squeeze, cause I know you haters get tempted to my
a lace

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin!
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Now just imagine if there wasnt no niggas
No hustlas, thugstas, mobstas, and field
On the treal, T double D, I keep it real
I love the that you fuck niggas named Haterville
Lied on me, I was a murderer, said I used to serve you work
But I never heard of you
I love dub-deuces, only cause I'm on em
And once I'm gunnin, copped the big 500
A Chevy boy, green and chrome fronted
hide out or they ride out cause my shit runnin
I more oz's than cd's and lp's
Baby, I'm a thug I'm OG
I roll 'em heavy, I'm my fetti
And the feds is what I'm
If you niggas keep tellin'

Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin!
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
cause these hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

I was in the rankin, 69
And ceelo twankys,
4 15' Subwoofers,
I dont like that nigga, that nigga
Man, I wanna shoot, slap, punch, kick, cut niggaa
what they say on the low
WE'RE HIMMMM
what paramedics'll say
While you lay on the
Can we all just get along? trees, hit a bong
Haters pussy niggas, so I'm a choke 'em a thong
the block envy me, I make a mill wit' the flo'
But I'm better wit' and hot hennessey
My peers is like queers they get mad
I ride rims old enough to buy beers
They smileeee while hatin' but it comes to fakes
I spot more than

Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin!
Hatin cause these be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin!
cause these hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
cause these hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin