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[Guy]
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Damn bra, I'm tellin' ya
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You can get that nigga, Man i'm tellin' ya
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[Other Guy]
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Damn bra, you shoulda been told me that shit there
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[Guy]
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His house big, he stashing 10 million
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[Other Guy]
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How many? How much?
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Chorus: 1x
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Man you gotta watch dem haters
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Watch dem haters, watch dem haters
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Man you gotta watch dem haters
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You know they wanna see you fall
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Verse 1: [Beelow]
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I gots a million motherfuckers that is down on my team
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But theres a few niggas that hate me,
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Cause when I walk I bling bling
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See that's the niggas I gots to try
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That's the niggas I rock-a-bye
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That's the niggas that gots to die, Show the killa in my eye
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Why try to hate on something you can't control
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And take a chance to catch a bullet, from head to yo ass hole
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Why it's always niggas that you know that's trying to do you in
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I find myself busting at my own friends
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Bitch made nigga with a smile on his face
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"You my boy", "That's my nigga"
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You know what I say, "You gotta watch dem haters"
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It's them niggas in yo town
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"You gotta watch dem haters"
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When you tryin' to get own the mound
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"You gotta watch dem haters"
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It's not them niggas on the sideline
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"You gotta watch dem haters"
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Ya own boy a rob ya blind
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Yungstar, Jackson, Junior or what
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Just a pussy ass nigga trying to make a come up
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Hopping from click to click or should i say dick to dick
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You done spent to many days behind bars bitch
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It ain't my fault you got drunk and got yo fucking ass wiped
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Now you walking round town always grunting and shit
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You got beef speak up, don't be mumbling shit
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Hard as hell behind close doors, just a second ballin click
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We can speed this shit up, or we can slow this shit down
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Either way Zuriel bring it we gone tear this bitch down
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I hate you niggas with a passion, you can see it in my eyes
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All playa haters i gotta rock a bye bye bye
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Chorus repeats 2x
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Verse 2: [?]
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Watch ya ki's, watch ya house, slap ya hoe tell her watch ya mouth
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Watch ya cars, watch ya g's, hide ya dope and hide ya weed
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Watch da same nigga that be dappin' ya down
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Same nigga that be slappin' ya round
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Same nigga that be dabbing ya down
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Same nigga that a cap ya down
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99 haters, 99 can't fade us,
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99 can't take us, Shit 99 can't break us
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Fuck you haters, fuck you fakers, coward niggas ya'll can't take us
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Fuck you haters, fuck you fakers, coward niggas ya'll can't break us
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Wanna hate me cause I ride on chrome, hate me cause I ride alone
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Hate me cause I'm rolling on, Now hate me cause I'ma send ya home
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All you nigga's got to die, stick a needle in my eye
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Man, I ain't gone tell no lie, these playa haters they must die
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How the fuck these niggas gone tear me down
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Buckin' em up, Buckin' em down
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Fuckin' that nigga hoe and hold em down
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Fuck what you say I'm top of the mound
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I don't really wanna spill these nigga
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I don't really wanna peal this nigga
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I don't really wanna kill this nigga
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Mama I ain't kill that nigga
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Yeah bitch I gotcha know
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Yeah bitch I found ya now
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Red beam I dot'cha now
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Pop, Pop, Pop drop'cha now
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Keep the nine on my side
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Hmm, I'm bout to ride
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Keep the nine on my side
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Die nigga die
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Verse 3: [?]
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I keep a smoke in my coat
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If niggas ain't know, now they know
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Put a fucking slug in yo throat behind my felonies it go
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You fuck with my money, my dope, my weed, my cheese,
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you fucking with me
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I'm keeping a eye up on these niggas and hoes
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They wanna be in my clothes
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They wanna be with my hoes, and mo'
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Wanna yank me out my party,
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Wooday come get me and my soulja's
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Ya'll niggas ain't fucking with no hoe
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Get it on my mind bra
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These niggas don't wanna test me
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These niggas don't wanna test me
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I put 'em to rest see
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You see i'm a dog behind mine
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Bitch I'ma hog behind mine
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Laying niggas down behind mine
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Spraying niggas down behind mine
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You see I'm strictly bout my paper
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I ain't no motherfucking faker i keep a wathch on them haters
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Chorus repeats 2x
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Verse 4: ???
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When push come to shuv, man these niggas want me
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Bitch I got it on my mind if you got PC
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See I'll take it off ya motherfucking shoulder boy
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I ride for my niggas and my hustla's, Magnolia boy
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You fucking around, I peel yo ass like a fucking potato
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Throw yo bitch ass in the grease, Yeah! thats how i like my haters
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See I march nigga step on you big mouth punks
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And I'll march nigga step if you fools got funk
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Nineteen with six figures ain't a dream no more
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I step in the club with a tight ass bitch you ain't seen before
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And there they go, there they go with there hating before
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But they don't know, they don't know I'm 'bout to shut this bitch down
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Chorus repeats 3x
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[Beelow ends telling what a hater is]
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Watch Dem Haters
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| Beelow |
