[Chorus: When I pull up at the club in a big on dubs (these niggas gon hate) Cause I'm big thangs, and I got a lot of ice In my chain (these gon hate) I come through the door, and take all the hoes I know (these gon hate) I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits I know (these gon hate) I know if it's the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas Hate me, like I'm a of the Klu Klux Klan I mean god damn, how much I got in my hand Really concern you man But I why you niggas boot me up Cause I come through pushing brand new and stuff You say you shoot me up Because I got a pair of Jordans won't be out for at least two They call me Curren$y the Hot And that's I keep my money, in stacks I know they got out to jack niggas So that's why I ride, my gat A glock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and a X-K-8 And if you cross me, die dog So I y'all, please don't hate [Chorus: When I walk in the club and the Touching bread starts (these niggas gon hate) When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just wilding You feel (these niggas gon hate) When them tires on the Navi keep on spinning at that shit man (these niggas gon hate) In the club thugged out, my P. Miller denim Nigga see (these niggas gon hate) With a high I get I still remember, the bad times In the Ville rock hustling, a loaded nine All the niggas said I'd never make it, be now All the dick-riders see this bitch, a while All the hoes that never liked me, wanna me I'll you for some head, you can trust me It be this tank, or the shiny gold teeth Make hoes get wet, everytime I speak These streets I push weight, nigga Unless you turn me into a, violent Smiling in my face, nigga hate my back And you wonder why these bitch ass get smacked No of the police, only the feds Catch him late night, I'll bust his head No for these hating niggas, or the informants Ask bank run about me, my enormous Choppa] When I'm walking the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs Or my girl (these gon hate) I don't know this nigga why you spoke to this Nigga got a choke me a... (these gon hate) This aint is beginning aint, no gimmick It's the New No Limit (these gon hate) And all the ladies love Choppa, they know such a poppa but all (these niggas gon hate) Niggas hate no matter what you do So if you fuck with me, I'll fuck with you And I could less, who did what with who See I love you hate, so do what you do Rolaid, I understand your crew But them cats aint got no for you Y'all wonder why, your and you died Cause songs sound the same, like you doing a lie Don't wanna do nothing else, then shake the why I'm glad big rap gave a dang to me And my nigga Master P the flame to me Making hits after hits, it came to be Not just a rapper, but a hot m.c. All other niggas sound like me, think about it I'm Choppa, that Westbank show If you sick of me, 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 (these niggas gon hate) This aint is beginning this aint, no the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate) Cause I'm playing with chips, and I make a lot of hits I (these niggas gon hate)