wall When you see, J-3-T, Thirty D bra, Fuck those haters I see, Cause I hate that you breathe, I see you duck, You little punk, You little fucking
one was here and never will. wind your watch for seconds gone. drive by don't stop. hate wins don't stop. guilt won't let you because you let it. because you
crying Confusion, hopeless anger I don't know why you got me But you drive me crazy All your cunning tricks make me sick You won't have it your own
ya know why? Nigga I just came into the game.. Ready to Die Ready to hold heat.. drive-by with Rule Poppin shots through the sun roof screamin' Fuck You
ya know why? Nigga I just came into the game ready to die Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule Popping shots through the sun roof screaming fuck you
i hate you so much right now i hate you so much right now aaaaahhhhhh i hate you so much right now, i hate you so much right now, i hate you so much
out there, I hate, you so much right now, I hate, you so much right now, AAAaahhhhhhhhrrrrrr...... I hate you so much right now, I hate, you so much right now, I hate you
war What you fellas fussing for Maybe cause i'm grubbing more Not unless i'm paying my dues Don't hate me A little hard work will get you here too
obsessive and crazy That’s fine I’ll tell mine you’re gay And by the way… [Chorus:] I hate that stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You’
down I represent the M And I do it better than him Or her or them On CD and on film They hate me because of my cars They hate me because of my broads They hate
out & wrote down, "PS - I hate her." [CHORUS] Kodak Center, where the Oscars is at, she's sleep getting woke up by the cops in the back By a dumpster
you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach you And don't insult me, I won't insult you Cause you don't know what I will
you mad son! Tell them niggaz why you mad son! (OK, gentlemen please, one at a time) Tell em why you mad son, word up, tell em why you mad son! YouknowhatI
He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a little massage Tight shit you get when you Head Nigga in charge I'm in the Rolls listening
put a hurtin on you I need you out of my life Pull the curtains on you You see what hated?ll do? Look what you made me do Now bitch you make me so mad
I'm lookin' good, you lookin' great yourself I mean you shittin' on these bitches, you should hate yourself My style so cold I could skate myself But
If I told you I wanted to talk to you, You know, You'd think I'm try'na holla at you. And maybe I am but, You wouldn't hear me out anyways would you?
do you are Baby you know you're special, I don't care about the rest Everything little thing I do you are Baby you are, baby you are Baby you are Baby