When I pull up at the club in a big black
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Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate)
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Cause I'm doing big thangs, and I got a lot of ice
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In my chain (these niggas gon hate)
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When I come through the door, and take all the hoes
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I know (these niggas gon hate)
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Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits
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I know (these niggas gon hate)
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Curren$y
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I don't know if it's the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas
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Hate me, like I'm a member of the Klu Klux Klan
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I mean god damn, how much money I got in my hand
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Really don't concern you man
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But I know why you niggas boot me up
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Cause I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff
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You say you wanna shoot me up
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Because I got a pair of Jordans won't be out for at least two months
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They call me Curren$y the Hot Spitter
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And that's cause I keep my money, in stacks
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I know they got hatas out to jack niggas
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So that's why I ride, with my gat
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A glock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8
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And if you cross me, you'll die dog
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So I advise y'all, please don't hate
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Krazy
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When I walk in the club and the bitch
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Touching bread starts smiling (these niggas gon hate)
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When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding
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You feel that (these niggas gon hate)
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When them tires on the Navi just keep on spinning
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Look at that shit man (these niggas gon hate)
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In the club thugged out, with my P. Miller denim
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Nigga see that (these niggas gon hate)
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Krazy
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With a high rich I get I still remember, the bad times
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In the Ville rock hustling, with a loaded nine
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All the niggas said I'd never make it, be friends now
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All the dick-riders see this bitch, take a while
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All the hoes that never liked me, wanna fuck me
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I'll two-way you for some head, you can trust me
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It must be this tank, or the shiny gold teeth
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Make these hoes get wet, everytime I speak
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These streets I push weight, silent nigga
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Unless you turn me into a, violent nigga
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Smiling in my face, nigga hate behind my back
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And you wonder why these bitch ass niggas get smacked
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No fear of the police, only the feds
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Catch him snitch late night, I'll bust his head
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No love for these hating niggas, or the informants
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Ask bank run about me, my account's enormous
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Choppa
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When I'm walking through the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs
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Or my girl (these niggas gon hate)
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I don't even notice nigga why you spoke to this
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Nigga got a choke me a hater (these niggas gon hate)
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This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick
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This the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate)
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And all the ladies love Choppa, cause they know
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He's such a poppa but all (these niggas gon hate)
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Choppa
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Niggas gonna hate no matter what you do
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So if you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you
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And I could care less, who did what with who
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See I love when you hate, so do what you do
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Rolaid, I understand that's your crew
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But them cats ain't got no love for you
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Y'all wonder why, your careers and you died
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Cause your songs sound the same, like you doing a lie
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Don't wanna do nothing else, then shake the streets
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That's why I'm glad big rap gave a dang to me
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And my nigga Master P gave the flame to me
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Making hits after hits, what it came to be
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Not just a boss rapper, but a hot m.c.
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All them other niggas sound like me, think about it
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I'm Choppa, that Westbank show stopper
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If you sick of me, then nigga go see a doctor
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When I pull up at the club in a big black
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Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate)
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When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding
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You feel that (these niggas gon hate)
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This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick
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This the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate)
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Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits
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I know (these niggas gon hate)
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Haters Gon Hate
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