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they hating - lil scrappy lyrics

(hook)
man these n-gg-s hatin, man they hatin, man they hatin
i swear these n-gg-s hatin, swear they hatin, swear they hatin
see me getting money, man i know them n-gg-s hatin
lookin at me funny, man i know them n-gg-s hatin
man these n-gg-s hatin, man they hatin, man they hatin
swear these n-gg-s hatin, swear they hatin, swear they hatin
see me in the foreign whip, man these n-gg-s hatin
know i got the best clique so these n-gg-s hate

(verse)
hatin on my igp, hatin cus a young n-gg- rich
hatin cus i f-cked his b-tch
hatin on the tip of my d-ck
been hated on since kindergarten
that’s after mark with his foolishness
don’t get me started, i get r-t-rded
i don’t play around with that stupid sh-t
jim might blow me a hookah
yall n-gg- really think it’s super
been hated on in the parking lot and a real n-gg- might boot ya
you all flex, lex luger
til i introduce you to that ruga
don’t look at me like medusa
don’t talk a n-gg-, just shoot ya
you stuntin on camera but you in a rental
f-ckin with stabbing til you get the pistol
talkin so much, now yo i got a issue
til i send one of my n-gg-s to get ya
yea, that’s real sh-t
yo mouth, i get some pill quick
man your hatin, i guess it was on the realest

(verse)
hatin cus i’m in my benz
hatin cus i’m getting them m’s
mad that a young n-gg- real
hatin cus he just pretend
i ain’t talkin bout just anybody
but the temperature in particular
i don’t just go up and down
i swoop the game for particular
i’m like wow, hatin on the internet
how? i ain’t even made it yet
hatin on that paper
but now i’m really gonna bust a check
hatin from the inside, don’t sneak diss cus my eyes open
realize you ain’t real
man you search inside but yo head smoke
i’m all in gold now
keep textin my phone now
quarter back, all in the zone now
yo b-tch, she have long now
blackberry, still got that
that iphone, she top that
macbook with scotty church
she show me p-ssy, i show works

(verse)
all the sh-t i do, truthfully man i would hate me too
my jewelry gang brand new
100 p-ssengers ran through
i got cocaine in my house
they got my name in they mouth
i got my clique standing out
all my haters please bring em out
oh n-gg- my b-tch, ain’t she fat?
look at yo hoe, i know you mad
a big bang bro, i know you have
but look at these racks i got in this pack
put it on camera, let em go talk
just on this drop top i just bought
yea n-gg- even bankrupt you couldn’t f-ck with me
i’ve been trappin, never got caught
all this hatin, yea it’s my fault
i throw racks and yall throw salt
run yo mouth but i don’t talk
forgiatos, i don’t walk
n-gg- got nothing in the tank
i still got money in the bank
i’m getting that check pointblank
i’m like f-ck what a hater think

- lil scrappy lyrics

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