Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Haters, artist - Young Buck. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Haters |
| Don’t Ask me where the fuck Im from Or what set I claim |
| I get money, I got a little bit of both games in me Niggas hate so the marshburg hang with me Feds wanna tap up my fone because they cant get me I minus well give it to ya since Dre sent me Just sit back and kick ya |
| feet up ok 50 |
| Im on 1 and I just begun |
| I dare one of these blood cloats come test me gun |
| The rude boy of the south let me in this bitch |
| I just wish Tupac was here to witness this |
| Give me room to breathe and Imma blow you away |
| I move a 100 bricks a week and do a show every day |
| Heyyyyy, somebody gotta do it yall |
| See I done been locked up and I dont know who the call |
| It’s my time, so everybody jump on the train |
| With the AK aimed I can shootdown a plane Mutherfucker |
| Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? |
| (Makes you wanna do Wrong?) |
| Just to wake up early, After Hustlin all night long |
| (Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea) |
| My gun damn near bigger then me I aint the nigga to be Cause everytime a body drop, niggas mentioning me I see a judge in my dreams when he sentencing me My homeboy come in the courtroom and hit him with 3 |
| I got the mind of a nigga bout to get him a key |
| All the feins lined up, they just waitin on me Better hurry, hurry Its about to go down |
| And dont ya worry I brought a 100 rounds |
| We gon count to ten and then put the clips in Whoever is the last man standin wins |
| You throw some money in the hood and it always works |
| My niggas crazy, They’ll dig a dead body from the dirt |
| Better watch my mouth, cause I been watchin ya house |
| Im in the bushes like when this nigga gonna come out? |
| Its enough of this he say she say shit |
| Now its time to find out who you with |
| Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? |
| (Makes you wanna do Wrong?) |
| Just to wake up early, After Hustlin all night long |
| (Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea) |
| The streets aint got no love |
| Oh but im a nigga on top of things |
| These niggas dont feel my pain |
| Oh these niggas dont got a clue what I been through man |
| But I aint even lookin for love |
| Oh but i aint lookin for all ya sympthay |
| I gots to just do my thing |
| Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? |
| (Makes you wanna do Wrong?) |
| Just to wake up early, After Hustlin all night long |
| (Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea) |