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Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on
Is it the big sittin' up on Mike Jordans, thats 23's
With the big ole owl, dual roaring
Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths, thats
On the Impala on 20
Mo' in it than old Abe Lincoln's cabin
And with mo' glass in it, than in cabinets
Or is it the way we down watchin' XXX
White sex from the ceilin', visors, and
Or is it the chain, the hat, the gucci Air Jordan retros to match
Even though I step on the scene, so and so clean
tek'n wit' me, I still got my weapon wit' me
Strapped a tek in my jeans
to squeeze, cause I know you haters get tempted to wear my
Neck a

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
cause these hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin!
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Now imagine if there wasnt no real niggas
No hustlas, thugstas, mobstas, and field
On the treal, T double D, I keep it real
I love the streets that you fuck named Haterville
Lied on me, said I was a murderer, said I used to serve you
But I aint never of you
I love dub-deuces, only cause I'm on em
And once I'm gunnin, copped the big 500
A Chevy boy, candy green and fronted
hide out or they ride out cause my shit runnin
I sold oz's than cd's and lp's
Baby, I'm a thug I'm OG
I 'em heavy, I'm bout my fetti
And the is what I'm headed
If you fuck niggas tellin'

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

I was in the rankin, 69
And ceelo twankys,
4 15' Subwoofers,
I dont like that nigga, that nigga
Man, I wanna shoot, slap, punch, kick, cut that
Thats what say on the low
WE'RE LOSING
what paramedics'll say
While you lay on the
Can we all get along? smoke trees, hit a bong
Haters pussy niggas, so I'm a choke 'em wit' a
Even the block envy me, I a mill wit' the flo'
But I'm better wit' and hot hennessey
My peers is queers they only get mad
Cause I ride old enough to buy beers
They smileeee hatin' but when it comes to fakes
I spot more than