Let Em Hate

(albüm: Poppi Seed Connect: Da Grand Hu$$le - 2015)

[Johnny Cinco:]
I blow the trap down
I got a mill of the gas pounds
I get a mill and they mad now
I keep a mill in the sack now
Never sent the drop
What that 'bout? Please tell me, what that 'bout?
Never seen without
In and out, I took the scenic route
I took the scenic route
If we don't pay, we gon' clean them out
Pull up in [?]
Only way where you see me now
Throw it my way when you see me now
Knew you gon' hate when you see me now
Young nigga all on the TV now
Riding in a Bugatti [?] reason now

[Chorus:]
Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate
[?] check the face
I was in, pulling bags, smoking the [?]
I got partner on the way, on the way, hey
Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate
[?] check the face, hey
I've been popping around my way, on my way, hey
Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I'm a gentleman like I'm a kingsman
Frank Lucas mink coat, bitch, I'm a kingpin
Pull up in the Phantom, serve you 3 for 10
Get shot with the chopper by one hair on my chinny chin chin
I'm busting out bricks, counting Benjamins
I'm mixing the dope with the cinnamon
[?] in my hand, don't fuck with my zone
Matinee nigga be wrapping and shipping the dope
Me and Poppi pull up in the Inspector Gadget, double-R Ghost
They like, "Who is them?"
These fuck niggas talking 'bout, "They getting money"
I ain't never heard of them niggas, who is them?
I'm in the streets for real
Ain't no trend, winter time and we still wearing Timberlands
Fuck what you heard, nigga
God blessing all the trap niggas in Christian Louboutins

[Chorus]