Lirik Lagu Hatin' - Lil Boosie
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[Intro:]Lil boosie bad azz (lil boosie bad azz)An I wanna know toniteY dey hatin on me?Shh. Ima good nigga believe thatLets roll...
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Verse:]Nigga ate at my momma table my daughter called him uncle (she called him uncle)I treated him like he was donkey and he told on meThe judge lookin like he wanna drop a load on meMy nigga loookin like he wanna break the code on meTell me y they let me ride for a yearNow they want my 745 until I show for this hereNigga tried to sneak me but thats hoe shitYou aint gonna get no strikes off me lil daddy u betta try sum moe shitNow he fuck wit my gurl headDa hoes she be round kept puttin her souldja down and she cant focus now (un un un)Aint that a shame how they fuck up ya nameTell Promoters ya gon cut throat em now ya missin ya changeWho gon take the pistol charges and everybody convictedBeen to 5 funerals in 3 months Lord knows that I miss emI guess when I get old and grey and my mission is doneYou pussy mutha fuckas yall gon hate on my son
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Verse:]From da cradle to the grave Ima always be a hustlerAs long as u 16 they gon always be a busterThey hated Dr.King they hated when he marchedThey hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa ParksSometime yo enemy on yo passenger sideRiding wit cha gettin highBut u cant believe itBut u know dat he sneakyWhen I was five my mama looked at her son she said boyYou gon break hearts cuz you to cute for just oneI guess its this baby face and rap skills that God blessed me witGot nigga nuts hangin ready to come and test me bitch but lookYou know that say I was dead2 shot up in my headSum say I OVed off dat XWat they gon say next?
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Verse:]Now they say me and Weebie beef we on the same teamWe drop hits you nosey bitch we got the same dreamAlot of niggas playa hate cuz they aint meSo when they mine they wont hesitate to spank meDone seen alot of shit Lord knows I tryRumors hurt me inside but Im still showin prideWant diggahs like jigga with a brain like daneCant slip like beans cuz i dreams to be da mayneBut I never change no matter how raw it getIm beast mode lil daddy so Im prepared for the rawest shitThey called me out my nameThey told me I was stuntinI told them one day bitch Ima have sum Oprah money
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Verse:]Nigga ate at my momma table my daughter called him uncle (she called him uncle)I treated him like he was donkey and he told on meThe judge lookin like he wanna drop a load on meMy nigga loookin like he wanna break the code on meTell me y they let me ride for a yearNow they want my 745 until I show for this hereNigga tried to sneak me but thats hoe shitYou aint gonna get no strikes off me lil daddy u betta try sum moe shitNow he fuck wit my gurl headDa hoes she be round kept puttin her souldja down and she cant focus now (un un un)Aint that a shame how they fuck up ya nameTell Promoters ya gon cut throat em now ya missin ya changeWho gon take the pistol charges and everybody convictedBeen to 5 funerals in 3 months Lord knows that I miss emI guess when I get old and grey and my mission is doneYou pussy mutha fuckas yall gon hate on my son
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Verse:]From da cradle to the grave Ima always be a hustlerAs long as u 16 they gon always be a busterThey hated Dr.King they hated when he marchedThey hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa ParksSometime yo enemy on yo passenger sideRiding wit cha gettin highBut u cant believe itBut u know dat he sneakyWhen I was five my mama looked at her son she said boyYou gon break hearts cuz you to cute for just oneI guess its this baby face and rap skills that God blessed me witGot nigga nuts hangin ready to come and test me bitch but lookYou know that say I was dead2 shot up in my headSum say I OVed off dat XWat they gon say next?
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Verse:]Now they say me and Weebie beef we on the same teamWe drop hits you nosey bitch we got the same dreamAlot of niggas playa hate cuz they aint meSo when they mine they wont hesitate to spank meDone seen alot of shit Lord knows I tryRumors hurt me inside but Im still showin prideWant diggahs like jigga with a brain like daneCant slip like beans cuz i dreams to be da mayneBut I never change no matter how raw it getIm beast mode lil daddy so Im prepared for the rawest shitThey called me out my nameThey told me I was stuntinI told them one day bitch Ima have sum Oprah money
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
[Chorus:]Tell me y dey hatin (y dey hatin)Hatin on me (y dey hatin on me)Cuz Im tryna get this paper (cuz im tryna get this paper)Thuggin in these streets (thuggin in these streets)
