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Young Buck

Haters

 

Haters

(album: Buck The World - 2007)


[Intro]
Aye-Uh Huh Huh Huh

[Verse 1]
Don't ask me where tha fuck I'm from, or whudd set I claim
I git money (Yuh!), I got a lil' bit of both games in me
Niggas hate so tha marshburg hang with me
Feds wanna tap up my phone, 'cause they can't git me
I mite as well give it to ya since Dre sent me
Just sit back and kick ya feet up, okayye 50?
I'm on 1 and I just begun
I dare one of these blood claats come test me gun
Tha rude bwoi of tha south let me in dis bitch
I just wish Tupac was here to witness dis
Give me room to breathe and I'ma blow you away
I move a 100 bricks a week and do a show every day
Ayyyye, somebody gotta do it y'all
See I done been locked up and I don't know who tha call
It's my time, so everybody jump on tha train
With tha A.K. aimed I can shootdown a plane (Mothafucka!)

[Chorus : Kokane]
Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? (Makes you wanna do wrong?)
Just to wake up early, afta hustling all night long (Yeh-eh-eh-eh-uhh)

[Verse 2]
My gun damn near bigga then me
I ain't tha nigga to beef
'Cause everytime a body drop, niggas mentioning me
I see a judge in my dreams when he sentencing me
My homeboi come in tha courtroom and hit him with 3
I got tha mind of a nigga 'bout to git him a kii (Yuh!)
All tha feins lined up, they just waiting fo' me
Betta hurry-hurry, it's about to go down
And don't cha worry, I brought a 100 rounds (Buck!)
We gon' count to ten and then put tha clips in
Whoeva is tha last man standing wins (C'monn)
You throw some money in tha hood and it always works
My niggas crazy, they'll dig a dead body from tha durrt (Yeahh)
Betta watch ya mouth, 'cause I been watching ya house
I'm in the bushes like "When dis nigga gon' come out?!"
It's enough of dis he say she say shit
Now it's time to find out who you wit'

[Chorus]

[Outro: Kokane]
Tha streets ain't got no love (Oh but I'm a nigga on top of thangs)
These niggas don't feel my pain (Oh these niggas don't got a clue what I been through mayn')
But I ain't even looking for love (Oh but I ain't looking fo' all ya sympathy)
I gots to just do my thang

[Chorus]

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