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watch dem haters - beelow lyrics

[guy]
d-mn bra, i’m tellin’ ya
you can get that n-gg-, man i’m tellin’ ya

[other guy]
d-mn bra, you shoulda been told me that sh-t there

[guy]
his house big, he stashing 10 million

[other guy]
how many? how much?

chorus: 1x
man you gotta watch dem haters
watch dem haters, watch dem haters
man you gotta watch dem haters
you know they wanna see you fall

verse 1: [beelow]

i gots a million motherf-ckers that is down on my team
but theres a few n-gg-s that hate me,
cause when i walk i bling bling
see that’s the n-gg-s i gots to try
that’s the n-gg-s i rock-a-bye
that’s the n-gg-s that gots to die, show the killa in my eye
why try to hate on something you can’t control
and take a chance to catch a bullet, from head to yo -ss hole
why it’s always n-gg-s that you know that’s trying to do you in
i find myself busting at my own friends
b-tch made n-gg- with a smile on his face
“you my boy”, “that’s my n-gg-”
you know what i say, “you gotta watch dem haters”
it’s them n-gg-s in yo town
“you gotta watch dem haters”
when you tryin’ to get own the mound
“you gotta watch dem haters”
it’s not them n-gg-s on the sideline
“you gotta watch dem haters”
ya own boy a rob ya blind
yungstar, jackson, junior or what
just a p-ssy -ss n-gg- trying to make a come up
hopping from click to click or should i say d-ck to d-ck
you done spent to many days behind bars b-tch
it ain’t my fault you got drunk and got yo f-cking -ss wiped
now you walking round town always grunting and sh-t
you got beef speak up, don’t be mumbling sh-t
hard as h-ll behind close doors, just a second ballin click
we can speed this sh-t up, or we can slow this sh-t down
either way zuriel bring it we gone tear this b-tch down
i hate you n-gg-s with a p-ssion, you can see it in my eyes
all playa haters i gotta rock a bye bye bye

chorus repeats 2x

verse 2: [?]

watch ya ki’s, watch ya house, slap ya hoe tell her watch ya mouth
watch ya cars, watch ya g’s, hide ya dope and hide ya weed
watch da same n-gg- that be dappin’ ya down
same n-gg- that be slappin’ ya round
same n-gg- that be dabbing ya down
same n-gg- that a cap ya down
99 haters, 99 can’t fade us,
99 can’t take us, sh-t 99 can’t break us
f-ck you haters, f-ck you fakers, coward n-gg-s ya’ll can’t take us
f-ck you haters, f-ck you fakers, coward n-gg-s ya’ll can’t break us
wanna hate me cause i ride on chrome, hate me cause i ride alone
hate me cause i’m rolling on, now hate me cause i’ma send ya home
all you n-gg-‘s got to die, stick a needle in my eye
man, i ain’t gone tell no lie, these playa haters they must die
how the f-ck these n-gg-s gone tear me down
buckin’ em up, buckin’ em down
f-ckin’ that n-gg- hoe and hold em down
f-ck what you say i’m top of the mound
i don’t really wanna spill these n-gg-
i don’t really wanna peal this n-gg-
i don’t really wanna kill this n-gg-
mama i ain’t kill that n-gg-
yeah b-tch i gotcha know
yeah b-tch i found ya now
red beam i dot’cha now
pop, pop, pop drop’cha now
keep the nine on my side
hmm, i’m bout to ride
keep the nine on my side
die n-gg- die

verse 3: [?]

i keep a smoke in my coat
if n-gg-s ain’t know, now they know
put a f-cking slug in yo throat behind my felonies it go
you f-ck with my money, my dope, my weed, my cheese,
you f-cking with me
i’m keeping a eye up on these n-gg-s and hoes
they wanna be in my clothes
they wanna be with my hoes, and mo’
wanna yank me out my party,
wooday come get me and my soulja’s
ya’ll n-gg-s ain’t f-cking with no hoe
get it on my mind bra
these n-gg-s don’t wanna test me
these n-gg-s don’t wanna test me
i put ’em to rest see
you see i’m a dog behind mine
b-tch i’ma hog behind mine
laying n-gg-s down behind mine
spraying n-gg-s down behind mine
you see i’m strictly bout my paper
i ain’t no motherf-cking faker i keep a wathch on them haters

chorus repeats 2x

verse 4:?

when push come to shuv, man these n-gg-s want me
b-tch i got it on my mind if you got pc
see i’ll take it off ya motherf-cking shoulder boy
i ride for my n-gg-s and my hustla’s, magnolia boy
you f-cking around, i peel yo -ss like a f-cking potato
throw yo b-tch -ss in the grease, yeah! thats how i like my haters
see i march n-gg- step on you big mouth punks
and i’ll march n-gg- step if you fools got funk
nineteen with six figures ain’t a dream no more
i step in the club with a tight -ss b-tch you ain’t seen before
and there they go, there they go with there hating before
but they don’t know, they don’t know i’m ’boutto shut this b-tch down

chorus repeats 3x

[beelow ends telling what a hater is]

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