“Hate “
(Course)
Niggas hate how I bang
Niggas hate how I walk
Why they hatin on my gang
Why they hate how I talk
Niggas hate I keep a thang that thang gone spark
Give a fuck what you hate I’ll leave you ina dark !
(Verse 1)
Anytime I leave the house I make sure I got my stick Nigga
Just beckus you wit yo gang don’t mean you ain’t no bitch Nigga
Just beckus you love yo niggas don’t mean they ain’t gone switch Nigga it’s 6 hittas we tryna flip a bitch and rob a rich Nigga My whole gang know I turn shit up whenever I Kome I around them pussy niggas they see us Sliden through and they duckin down them niggas clowns they not around my niggas hounds will take you down wе trippin now we drivin around they town to flip they ass around
See most thеse niggas they be talking about shit they ain’t never did & Most of these niggas they be hanging around hoods ain’t never lived i ain’t condoning to none of the fake shit or the fuckery & just beckus hanging around my killas mean u gone bust for me
This shit get wicked
This shit get Grimey
This shit shisty nigga
I ain’t never gone shake yo hand if ion like a nigga
We get down dirty in these streets my niggas is hyphy nigga
& Rest In Peace to all my killas & free my lifer niggas
My niggas be taken shit so u kan kall us Swiper nigga we tip toe in these streets rob you once then rob you twice my nigga this forty five it go boom bang bang and take yo life my nigga leave a nigga strandin he lookin stupid hiker nigga
See I really can give 2 fucks about what a nigga hate
& if it’s up you know it’s stuck so you know I gotta skate we never gone debate niggas hesitate slidin wit them big look like a mutha fukin rake !
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Niggas hate how I bang
Niggas hate how I walk
Why they hatin on my gang
Why they hate how I talk
Niggas hate I keep a thang that thang gone spark
Give a fuck what you hate I’ll leave ‘you ina dark !
We doubling up back wit sticks my nigga you know the deal don’t be playing around playing around wit this life if you ain’t down to kill we from the bottem of these trenches so you know we born to kill this shit for real outside wit them steppers extra In the field
We from the Westside so you know my niggas gone give you chills if you ain’t Steppin out in yo cleats my nigga just take a neal Thas on my dead homies I know most these rappers really squild pull up wit twin Glocks in the hood I call em phill and lil I’m built to last and if we trippin you get yo head pilled enjoy yo dinner my nigga you know Thas yo last meal these niggas be dien beckus they Ina streets high off a pill
You Niggas ain’t really as hard as act so I advise you chill !
Niggas hate how I bang
Niggas hate how I walk
Why they hatin on my gang
Why they hate how I talk
Niggas hate I keep a thang that thang gone spark
Give a fuck what you hate I’ll leave ‘you ina dark !