
Date of issue: 21.10.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Haters |
HATERSSSSSSSSSS! |
Hatin cause my 20's be. |
choppin! |
choppin! |
Hatin cause these hoes be. |
jockin! |
jockin! |
Try me and my Glock’ll be. |
cockin! |
poppin! |
(Kalage) |
Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on meeeeeee? |
Is it the big truck sittin' up on Mike Jordans… thats 23's |
With the big ole owl, dual heads roaring |
Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths… thats 22's |
On the Impala on 20 inches |
Mo' wood in it than old Abe Lincoln’s cabin |
And with mo' glass in it, than in your cabinets |
Or is it the way we come down watchin' XXX |
White sex from the ceilin', visors, and headrests |
Or is it the ?? |
chain, the gucci hat, the gucci Air Jordan retros to match |
Even though I step on the scene, so fresh and so clean |
Nice tek’n wit' me, I still got my weapon wit' me |
Strapped wit' a tek in my jeans |
Ready to squeeze, cause I know you haters get tempted to wear my |
Neck-a-lace |
Hook 2x |
(Trick Daddy) |
Now just imagine if there wasn’t no real niggas |
No hustlas, thugstas, mobstas, and field niggas |
On the treal, T double D, I still keep it real |
I love the streets that you fuck niggas named Haterville |
Lied on me, said I was a murderer, said I used to serve you work |
But I ain’t never heard of you |
I love dub-deuces, only cause I’m sittin on em |
And once again I’m gunnin, copped the big 500 |
A Chevy boy, candy green and chrome fronted |
Niggas hide out or they ride out cause my shit runnin |
I sold more oz’s than cd’s and lp’s |
Baby, I’m a thug plus I’m OG |
I roll 'em heavy, I’m bout my fetti |
And the feds is what I’m headed |
If you fuck niggas keep tellin' |
Hook 2x |
(Boondox) |
I was sittin in the rankin, 69 ?? |
And ceelo twankys (choppin) |
4 15' subwoofers (blasting) |
I dont like that nigga, fuck that nigga |
Man, I wanna shoot, slap, punch, kick, cut that niggaa! |
Thats what they say on the low |
WE’RE LOSING HIMMMM! |
Thats what paramedics’ll say |
While you lay on the floor |
Can we all just get along? |
smoke trees, hit a bong |
Haters pussy niggas, so I’m a choke 'em wit' a thong |
Even the block envy me, I make a mill wit' the flo' |
But I’m better wit' coke and hot hennessey |
My peers is like queers they only get mad |
Cause I ride rims old enough to buy beers |
They smileeee while hatin' but when it comes to fakes |
I spot more than dalmations |
Hook 4x |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Still Ballin' ft. Trick Daddy | 2007 |
Let's Go ft. Lil Jon, Twista | 2004 |
My Projects ft. Kurupt, Trick Daddy | 2001 |
Represent | 2003 |
What's Happenin! ft. Trick Daddy | 2003 |
Bet That ft. Chamillionaire, Goldrush | 2006 |
Tuck Ya Ice ft. Baby | 2006 |
Life Goes On ft. Trick Daddy, Chink Santana | 2003 |
I'm a Thug | 2001 |
Whats Happnin! ft. Trick Daddy | 2009 |
Play No Games ft. Trick Daddy, Fat Joe, Oobie | 2002 |
Hopeless ft. Trick Daddy | 2003 |
Sugar (Gimme Some) | 2004 |
Shut Up ft. Trina, Duece Poppito, Co of Tre +6 | 2000 |
Take It to da House | 2001 |
So High ft. 8Ball, Trey Songz | 2006 |
Dukey Love ft. Trick Daddy, Fabo of D4L | 2007 |
Straight Up ft. Young Buck | 2006 |
Drop (Low, Low, Low) | 2006 |
I Ain't Fucking Wit U! ft. Snoop Dogg, Trick Daddy | 2005 |