[Chorus: When I up at the club in a big black Truck on (these niggas gon hate) Cause I'm big thangs, and I got a lot of ice In my (these niggas gon hate) When I come through the door, and all the hoes I (these niggas gon hate) Cause I'm playing with chips, and I make a lot of hits I know (these gon hate) I don't know if the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas Hate me, like I'm a member of the Klu Klan I mean god damn, how money I got in my hand Really concern you man But I why you niggas boot me up I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff You say you shoot me up Because I got a pair of won't be out for at least two months call me Curren$y the Hot Spitter And cause I keep my money, in stacks I know they got hatas out to jack So that's why I ride, my gat A glock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a And if you me, you'll die dog So I y'all, please don't hate [Chorus: When I walk in the club and the Touching bread starts smiling (these gon hate) When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start You feel (these niggas gon hate) When them tires on the Navi keep on spinning Look at shit man (these niggas gon hate) In the thugged out, with my P. Miller denim Nigga see that (these gon hate) With a high rich I get I still remember, the bad In the rock hustling, with a loaded nine All the niggas said I'd make it, be friends now All the dick-riders see bitch, take a while All the hoes never liked me, wanna fuck me two-way you for some head, you can trust me It must be this tank, or the gold teeth these hoes get wet, everytime I speak These streets I weight, silent nigga Unless you me into a, violent nigga Smiling in my face, hate behind my back And you wonder why these bitch ass niggas get No fear of the police, the feds Catch him snitch night, I'll bust his head No love for hating niggas, or the informants Ask run about me, my account's enormous Choppa] When I'm through the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs Or my (these niggas gon hate) I even know this nigga why you spoke to this Nigga got a choke me a... (these gon hate) This aint is this aint, no gimmick It's the New No (these niggas gon hate) And all the love Choppa, cause they know He's such a poppa but all (these gon hate) Niggas gonna hate no matter you do So if you don't fuck with me, I'll with you And I could less, who did what with who See I when you hate, so do what you do Rolaid, I understand your crew But cats aint got no love for you Y'all wonder why, your careers and you your songs sound the same, like you doing a lie Don't wanna do else, then shake the streets That's why I'm glad big rap gave a to me And my nigga Master P gave the to me Making hits after hits, it came to be Not a boss rapper, but a hot m.c. All them other niggas sound like me, about it I'm Choppa, that show stopper If you of me, then ya go see a doctor When I pull up at the club in a big Truck on (these niggas gon hate) When I buy the bar, hit the just start wilding You feel that (these gon hate) This is beginning this aint, no gimmick the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate) Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I a lot of hits I (these niggas gon hate)