lirik lagu kurupt - hate on me
yo, if rappin’ was a b-tch you’d have no p-ssy
maybe tongue kissin’, but still no p-ssy
lookin’ at me dumb i’ll slap you so dizzy
suppa so busy c-ckin’ the four fizzy
mad ’cause, i’m too fly and i pumped your ho
crushed your flow you got jealous club me for
i sensed the hate, i used my optical
you was too close around when i pocket doe
first came the wishin’, then came the b-tchin’
wanna know the secrets comin’ from the kitchen
i was fine dinin’, you was eatin’ chicken
i’ll bust a bad ho, n-gg-r take your pickin’
like a sl-t callin’ b-tches on my cell phone
but my b-tches, try to take my fly b-tches
i ain’t just trippin’, i can’t trust n-gg-s who ain’t us?
bringin’ n-gg-s who can’t bust
i’m a+ wid it, i’m anxious to crush ya
half tustla mixed with you just a busta
b-tch -ss n-gg-s get me rich fast quicka
now don’t tricka this supa -ss kicka
why do you hate on me?
’cause i don’t be trippin’ off you
my image is stuck on g
try to f-ck with me this year
get the ‘beep’ outta here
i’m so up on my sh-t
these b-tches ain’t gettin’ my grip
so i still remain a g
but why do you hate on me?
how you gone hate on me? and i’m that n-gg-
that ride beats smoother than ron isley
talkin’ bout f-ck damani but steady eyein’ me
steady tryin’ to see how good s-x with me could be
why won’t you let me f-ck?
and i’m the best thing goin’, and you the best thing hoin’
plus we got you on tape givin’ head in slow motion
undercover ho’s be real soft spoken, why would you slash my tire?
and i got stock in goodyear, b-tch i’m all good year
tryin’ to f-ck up my clutch so i’m forced to change gears
dark skin, go tee with no beard
i change ho’s like i change clothes
young devil in the city o’ angels
keep it ghetto like cups with staples
live from l.a. gettin’ head from rachel, now
why do you hate on me?
’cause i don’t be trippin’ off you
my image is stuck on g
try to f-ck with me this year
get the ‘beep’ outta here
i’m so up on my sh-t
these b-tches ain’t gettin’ my grip
so i still remain a g
but why do you hate on me?
why do b-tches blow d-cks? i don’t know that
but i can tell you dis, you simple trick
now you get it all you want
we roll joints we don’t f-ck with blunts, f-ck a blunt now
some n-gg-s is worse than ho’s
holdin’ somethin’ on your chest let it go
i’ll make a b-tch blow b-lls like a ball and sing that song, but naked
most o’ y’all n-gg-s be break and hatin’ records
the most hatin’ done in 8.5 seconds
why you hatin’ snoopy, you hate nate and hate me
why you hatin’ stupid and hatin’ on warren g
why you hatin’ rasco, why you hate damani
’cause he wanna f-ck armani and don’t wear armani
hatin’ gondee and hatin’ tredee, tredee is like f-ck’ em
if they hatin the g, f-ck y’all
why do you hate on me?
’cause i don’t be trippin’ off you
my image is stuck on g
try to f-ck with me this year
get the ‘beep’ outta here
i’m so up on my sh-t
these b-tches ain’t gettin’ my grip
so i still remain a g
but why do you hate on me?
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