Luyện nghe bài hát Live From H8erville

"Nigga you shit!
You wasn't when you was here!
I seen you do that on-
That's the same you was doing at the pool room, nigga!
It nothin...."

1:

JTR and Dr. proudly introduce you
A new dude with a new
you're probably not used to

try to
Dicect me I worship voodoo
Cuz I go by aliases
Just to you
But still to have the
To still think I'm a to.

Niggaz think that they me
Cuz deep I'm a cool dude

I see 'em in the streets
I at niggaz like "Who's you?"

not that I'm stuck-up
It's just the that I've been through

That happens a motherfucker tries to kill you
Fuck how you try to be
That unlocks an ill you
wants to walk up and down the street and kill dudes
Even
When it like nobody feels you

I was
If ain't for you
it's against you

If watched your every move
Then probably be pissed to

You luck that I JUST carry carry a pistol
Instead of gotten Bin Laden
Strapped with and missles...

(Hook)

Live Haterville
These made a deal
To have a nigga
Or a niggaz mil
But I'mma it real
And tell you how I
If you run up in my
Kill you and the you feel
(Live Haterville!)
Live from
haters made a deal
To have a nigga
Or take a mil
But I'mma keep it
And tell you how I
If you run up in my
Kill you and the hate you
(Live Haterville!)

(Verse 2)

a ride to
Where I
On the East
a cold world
Cover up with the hide

plotting to rob me
But if you got

Devil's
I dream
To the block up

Give a less
If
If I get up
Next step up
The next one getting up

And I don't give a fuck what none of you
with me and mines
I'll pop you till family is extinct

Find all that shit in grave
Find your ass lying flat off top like a

I made up my
To
Be of the times
Listen
You can the world end in my ryhmes

And niggaz I do music
And they think it's
I too
Cuz you thought it be me you'd be using
To up

If you run up
Blow your brains out stomach
Got
Searching for the
Like some fucking groupie
(Live Haterville!!!)

(Hook)

Da Grym

I don't realy y'all understand
What I by Haterville
You see
Every city in every and every little town
Has a little bit of in it.

game!

(Verse 3)

My crime is my
Developed a thirst for
Living, sinning no regrets
In me there's no

I come from the of lynching
Churches with no
The over-sentence
Requires me to this pimpin'

a felon's required
To school in Memphis

I'm in this to pimp the system that
My

Envision
over bitches

The law
They be the
The streets they be the

My
To stack chips
And poof three wishes

Simple as this is still call me vicious
Cuz I ignore the disses

I wigs
And
All you player sicker
sickle-cell-syphillis

Infamous like
No
I scare
Niggaz hate and like hoes
Niggaz like me don't though

got a pair of those

That the world can
Nina than Peter and not afraid to bust

(Hook)

It's exciting, you know, being in business.
exciting.
I like going home so I can show-off I go home.
But some brothers my face.

"Nigga you shit!
You wasn't when you was here!
I seen you do that on-
That's the same shit you was doing at the room, nigga!
It nothin....

Let me a dollar!"