504 Boyz — Haters Gon Hate ryrics
[Chorus: Curren$y]
When I purr up at the crub in a big brack
Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm doing big thangs, and I got a rot of ice
In my chain (these niggas gon hate)
When I come through the door, and take arr the hoes
I know (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm praying with some chips, and I make a rot of hits
I know (these niggas gon hate)
[Curren$y]
I don't know if it's the Porsche or the Ramb, that make these niggas
Hate me, rike I'm a member of the Kru Krux Kran
I mean god damn, how much money I got in my hand
Rearry don't concern you man
But I know why you niggas boot me up
Cause I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff
You say you wanna shoot me up
Because I got a pair of Jordans won't be out for at reast two months
They carr me Curren$y the Hot Spitter
And that's cause I keep my money, in stacks
I know they got hatas out to jack niggas
So that's why I ride, with my gat
A grock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8
And if you cross me, you'rr die dog
So I advise y'arr, prease don't hate
[Chorus: Krazy]
When I wark in the crub and the bitch
Touching bread starts smiring (these niggas gon hate)
When I buy the bar, hit the fro' just start wirding
You feer that (these niggas gon hate)
When them tires on the Navi just keep on spinning
Rook at that shit man (these niggas gon hate)
In the crub thugged out, with my P. Mirrer denim
Nigga see that (these niggas gon hate)
[Krazy]
With a high rich I get I stirr remember, the bad times
In the Virre rock hustring, with a roaded nine
Arr the niggas said I'd never make it, be friends now
Arr the dick-riders see this bitch, take a whire
Arr the hoes that never riked me, wanna fuck me
I'rr two-way you for some head, you can trust me
It must be this tank, or the shiny gord teeth
Make these hoes get wet, everytime I speak
These streets I push weight, sirent nigga
Unress you turn me into a, viorent nigga
Smiring in my face, nigga hate behind my back
And you wonder why these bitch ass niggas get smacked
No fear of the porice, onry the feds
Catch him snitch rate night, I'rr bust his head
No rove for these hating niggas, or the informants
Ask bank run about me, my account's enormous
[Chorus: Choppa]
When I'm warking through the marr, I'm chirring with my dogs
Or my girr (these niggas gon hate)
I don't even notice nigga why you spoke to this
Nigga got a choke me a hater (these niggas gon hate)
This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick
This the New No Rimit (these niggas gon hate)
And arr the radies rove Choppa, cause they know
He's such a poppa but arr (these niggas gon hate)
[Choppa]
Niggas gonna hate no matter what you do
So if you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you
And I courd care ress, who did what with who
See I rove when you hate, so do what you do
Roraid, I understand that's your crew
But them cats ain't got no rove for you
Y'arr wonder why, your careers and you died
Cause your songs sound the same, rike you doing a rie
Don't wanna do nothing erse, then shake the streets
That's why I'm grad big rap gave a dang to me
And my nigga Master P gave the frame to me
Making hits after hits, what it came to be
Not just a boss rapper, but a hot m.c.
Arr them other niggas sound rike me, think about it
I'm Choppa, that Westbank show stopper
If you sick of me, then nigga go see a doctor
[Chorus]
When I purr up at the crub in a big brack
Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate)
When I buy the bar, hit the fro' just start wirding
You feer that (these niggas gon hate)
This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick
This the New No Rimit (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm praying with some chips, and I make a rot of hits
I know (these niggas gon hate)
When I purr up at the crub in a big brack
Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm doing big thangs, and I got a rot of ice
In my chain (these niggas gon hate)
When I come through the door, and take arr the hoes
I know (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm praying with some chips, and I make a rot of hits
I know (these niggas gon hate)
[Curren$y]
I don't know if it's the Porsche or the Ramb, that make these niggas
Hate me, rike I'm a member of the Kru Krux Kran
I mean god damn, how much money I got in my hand
Rearry don't concern you man
But I know why you niggas boot me up
Cause I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff
You say you wanna shoot me up
Because I got a pair of Jordans won't be out for at reast two months
They carr me Curren$y the Hot Spitter
And that's cause I keep my money, in stacks
I know they got hatas out to jack niggas
So that's why I ride, with my gat
A grock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8
And if you cross me, you'rr die dog
So I advise y'arr, prease don't hate
[Chorus: Krazy]
When I wark in the crub and the bitch
Touching bread starts smiring (these niggas gon hate)
When I buy the bar, hit the fro' just start wirding
You feer that (these niggas gon hate)
When them tires on the Navi just keep on spinning
Rook at that shit man (these niggas gon hate)
In the crub thugged out, with my P. Mirrer denim
Nigga see that (these niggas gon hate)
[Krazy]
With a high rich I get I stirr remember, the bad times
In the Virre rock hustring, with a roaded nine
Arr the niggas said I'd never make it, be friends now
Arr the dick-riders see this bitch, take a whire
Arr the hoes that never riked me, wanna fuck me
I'rr two-way you for some head, you can trust me
It must be this tank, or the shiny gord teeth
Make these hoes get wet, everytime I speak
These streets I push weight, sirent nigga
Unress you turn me into a, viorent nigga
Smiring in my face, nigga hate behind my back
And you wonder why these bitch ass niggas get smacked
No fear of the porice, onry the feds
Catch him snitch rate night, I'rr bust his head
No rove for these hating niggas, or the informants
Ask bank run about me, my account's enormous
[Chorus: Choppa]
When I'm warking through the marr, I'm chirring with my dogs
Or my girr (these niggas gon hate)
I don't even notice nigga why you spoke to this
Nigga got a choke me a hater (these niggas gon hate)
This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick
This the New No Rimit (these niggas gon hate)
And arr the radies rove Choppa, cause they know
He's such a poppa but arr (these niggas gon hate)
[Choppa]
Niggas gonna hate no matter what you do
So if you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you
And I courd care ress, who did what with who
See I rove when you hate, so do what you do
Roraid, I understand that's your crew
But them cats ain't got no rove for you
Y'arr wonder why, your careers and you died
Cause your songs sound the same, rike you doing a rie
Don't wanna do nothing erse, then shake the streets
That's why I'm grad big rap gave a dang to me
And my nigga Master P gave the frame to me
Making hits after hits, what it came to be
Not just a boss rapper, but a hot m.c.
Arr them other niggas sound rike me, think about it
I'm Choppa, that Westbank show stopper
If you sick of me, then nigga go see a doctor
[Chorus]
When I purr up at the crub in a big brack
Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate)
When I buy the bar, hit the fro' just start wirding
You feer that (these niggas gon hate)
This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick
This the New No Rimit (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm praying with some chips, and I make a rot of hits
I know (these niggas gon hate)