Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

So niggas hate on me
So wanna plot on me
They and they envy me
'Cause I'm really who they be
I ain't did a sneak diss
Call my hit man to put you on the hit list
I guess mad 'cause we young and rich
I guess they mad 'cause we fvcked they
off B.I.G. may you rest in peace
Killed my Pac and Biggie over jealousy
Vegetarian shooter, he don't 'bout the celery
Hollow to that sang it for you, here, feel the
come alone while I'm on vacation in Beverly
Offset told me press them buttons the game of Jeopardy
I'm passing it, niggas wanna hit me for my
Diamonds VVS, bet that was out for sale
You either respect it, don't it, we take it
You fvck niggas try me, my nigga gold
Never will you me naked, young man hissing, give me the weapon
the foot, nigga, out, with thousand dollar Giuseppes
Boss shit, only niggas, them asses
So wanna hate on me
So wanna pile on me
They jealous and envy me
I'm really who they wanna be
I ain't did a sneak diss
Call my hit man quick to put you on the hit
I guess mad 'cause we young and rich
I guess they mad 'cause we fvcked bitch
Hey, holla, holla, take off here
My brother, off all your trouble
I'm hitting these niggas in Versace jacket, that's an 1800 dollar
I'm getting that cheddar, my is so better
Fuck nigga, man, 'cause I'm a
They ain't got rocks, I'm at your pebble

I'm rocking this stage I get heavy metal
I got the like none, I'm strapped away, ammo and bombs
I'm telling my nigga go get you because of the money, they itching, pause
Prrrm doom that's a hundred round draw
I 'em, ain't touching my mouth
Asking my Lord to forgive me because He the wrong that I done
So wanna hate on me
So wanna pile on me
They jealous and envy me
'Cause I'm really who wanna be
I ain't never did a diss
Call my hit man quick to put you on the hit
I guess mad 'cause we young and rich
I they mad 'cause we fvcked they bitch
Fvck nigga you we dissing
Mistletoe chopper, them bullets, kiss 'em
Don't enter our lot no permission
Leaving 'em standing like
Got niggas that come for chimney
Like the that stole Christmas
Did a 8 month sentence, I did it, home to the richest
You niggas ain't relevant, pussy, they that
Mellon, off with a veteran, and a pack on measurements
You niggas got so much jealousy, I pick the with felonies
Nigga, I'mma have to teach you a
Hit that with a Smith & Wesson, hang about 'cause this shit is depressing
So wanna hate on me
So wanna pile on me
jealous and they envy me
'Cause I'm who they wanna be
I ain't never did a sneak
my hit man quick to put you on the hit list
I guess they mad we young and rich
I guess they mad 'cause we fvcked bitch