[hook 2x]
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HATERSSSSSSSSSS!
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hatin cause my 20's be..choppin! choppin!
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hatin cause these hoes be..jockin! jockin!
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try me and my glock'll be..cockin! poppin!
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[Kalage]
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Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on meeeeeee??
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Is it the big truck sittin' up on Mike Jordans...thats 23's
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with the big ole owl, dual heads roaring
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Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths...thats 22's
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on the Impala on 20 inches
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Mo' wood in it than old Abe Lincoln's cabin
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and with mo' glass in it, than in your cabinets
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Or is it the way we come down watchin' XXX
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white sex from the ceilin', visors, and headrests
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Or is it the ?? chain, the gucci hat, the gucci Air Jordan retros to match
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Even though I step on the scene, so fresh and so clean
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nice tek'n wit' me, I still got my weapon wit' me
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strapped wit' a tek in my jeans
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ready to squeeze, cause I know you haters get tempted to wear my
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neck-a-lace.
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[hook 2x]
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[Trick Daddy]
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Now just imagine if there wasnt no real niggas
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no hustlas, thugstas, mobstas, and field niggas
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On the treal, T double D, I still keep it real
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I love the streets that you fuck niggas named Haterville
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Lied on me, said I was a murderer, said I used to serve you work
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but I aint never heard of you
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I love dub-deuces, only cause I'm sittin on em
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and once again I'm gunnin, copped the big 500
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A Chevy boy, candy green and chrome fronted
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Niggas hide out or they ride out cause my shit runnin
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I sold more oz's than cd's and lp's
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Baby, I'm a thug plus I'm OG
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I roll 'em heavy, I'm bout my fetti
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and the feds is what I'm headed
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if you fuck niggas keep tellin'.
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[hook 2x]
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[Boondox]
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I was sittin in the rankin, 69 ??
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and ceelo twankys (choppin)
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4 15' subwoofers (blasting)
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I dont like that nigga, fuck that nigga
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Man, I wanna shoot, slap, punch, kick, cut that niggaa!
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Thats what they say on the low
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WE'RE LOSING HIMMMM!
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Thats what paramedics'll say
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while you lay on the floor
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Can we all just get along? smoke trees, hit a bong
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Haters pussy niggas, so I'm a choke 'em wit' a thong
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Even the block envy me, I make a mill wit' the flo'
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but I'm better wit' coke and hot hennessey
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My peers is like queers they only get mad
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cause I ride rims old enough to buy beers
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they smileeee while hatin' but when it comes to fakes
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I spot more than dalmations
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[hook 4x]
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Haters
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| Field Mob |
