Luyện nghe bài hát Quit Hatin', Pt2

[Intro/Chorus: Jon (repeat 2x)]
Quit hatin motherfucker, hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, hatin!
God MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God MOTHERFUCKAHHH

I got the call, at the crib, hoe I'm ready for war
Call your boy I got the and I'm hittin the do'
I got some niggaz with them figures waitin at the
jigga with a swigga while I'm sittin on dubs
Lookin fake as hell, I my nails ready to fight
Club closed, nose, I'm on one tonight
I keep them hatin bitches up so can mimic the game
Watch yo' cause if he gangsta then I'm takin yo' mayne
Haha, y'all bitches ain't shit real
Y'all ain't got the wheel
Y'all bitches done clappin ya traps and don't even know the fuckin
Y'all just some ass hoes, mad cause these real niggaz chose
Y'all bitches be poppin that shit get popped in ya fuckin nose
Cause shit big shit bitch, I'm down with that player shit
Y'all over there talkin now but you really just wanna his dick
bitches is scared and y'all been dared to make a move hoe
It's Joan of Arc, guns on y'all hatin hoes

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My baby momma hooked me with thirty-six
So many games cookin down 55 in this bitch
Niggaz thought that I was slumpin I was pumpin
Niggaz talkin a drop but man I ain't dealin nothin
I'm a self nigga on the grind in the skreets
I ain't really wanna do it but my had to eat
From to hotels and dough from pote(?)nail
Pay everybody bail, ain't no spendin in jail
Been around the world, y'all niggaz seen all the shit I seen
Them girls, send them to cause they sixteen
I'm comin through a couple bars to pimp nipplezeens
In Southern Benz, S-Class, know what the fuck I
A pimper, a shriver(?) a Jack Tripper
A candy sweet dipper playin with cock and on nipples
Every day my game get thicker, gettin good from champagne sippers
Rapper the flipper, man, a motherfuckin nigga

Haters can't get it cause I ride thugs, killers
Can only the millionaires and drug dealers
Takin notes from Scarface and
Straight gangsters or motherfuckein hoodfellas
Pretty and still gritty, like Nitti
And I, my titties like I'm on "Sex and the City"
So here we go again, short, why they hatin?
Cause ain't bitch this rich and hit makin

[Too $hort having convo starts over Chorus]
What's up
What's up you girl, what's goin on?
Ahh shit, the usual, fly from to there
Doin a little bit of change, money - ha ha ha
Like that? Guess what, you you on my album right?
So what are you saying Todd?
He he he, I'm that, it's goin down right now baby
The song is "Quit Hatin'," and I just wanna know
would you say to the haters in yo' life?
Niggaz hatin.. hatin.. fuck 'em!

[Singer - to fade:]
You ain't gotta me so much
Just show me some love, I pull up on dubs
And you ain't gotta pay me to
Just show me love, when you see me at the club