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Lil Boosie
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Hatin'
作詞:Jeremy Allen, C Butler, Torence Hatch, M Roach, B Rome
This Boosie Bad Azz And I wanna know tonight why they hatin' on me Could a nigga believe it? Let's roll
Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets
Nigga ate at my mama table, my daughter called him uncle I treated him like he was Donkey and he told on me The judge lookin' like he wanna drop a load on me My nigga lookin' like he wanna break the code on me
Tell me why they let me ride for a year Now they want my 7 45 until I show for this here Nigga try to sneak me but that's hoe shit You ain't gon' get no stripes off me, lil' daddy You better try some mo' shit
Now they fuckin' wit my girl head Them hoes she 'round keep puttin' her soldier down And she can't focus now Ain't that a shame how they fuck up yo' name? Tell promoters you go cut throat 'em now you missin' yo' chain
Who gon' take the pistol job? Everybody convict Been to 5 funerals in 3 months, Lord knows that I miss I guess when I get old and great and my mission is done You pussy motherfuckers, y'all gon' hate on my son
Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets
From the cradle to the grave, I'm gon' always be a hustler As long as you succeed, they gon' always be a buster They hated Dr. King, they hated when he marched 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 They hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa Parks
Sometimes yo' enemy on yo' passenger side Ridin' wit cha, gettin' high But you can't believe it but you know that he sneakin' When I was 5, my mama looked at her son and told me ‽Boy, you gon' break hearts 'cause you too cute for just oneâ€
I guess this baby face and these rap skills that God bless me wit Got niggas nuts hangin', ready to come and test me, bitch But look, you know they say I was dead, 2 shots up in my head Some say I O.D.ed off that X, what they gon' say next?
Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets
Now they say me and Webbie beef, we on the same team We drop hits, you nosy bitch, we got the same dream A lotta niggas playa hatin' 'cause they ain't me So when they mine, they won't hesitate to spank me
They seen a lotta shit, Lord knows I try Rumors hurt me inside but I'm still showin' pride Want figures like Jigga, with a brain like Dane Can't strip beans 'cause I got dreams to be the man
But I never change, ain't no matter how raw we get I'm beast mode, lil' daddy, so I'm prepared for the rawest shit They called me out my name, they told me I was stuntin' Told them one day, bitch, I'm gon' have some Oprah money
Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets
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