Haters - Fingazz, Mr. Shadow

Haters, haters

What you talkin' 'bout

Talkin' 'bout those haters in the street

From Diego To I. E

Yeah, why do you want to hate on me?

Shoo, doo-ooop

Shadow and Fingazz

Just talkin' 'bout those haters in the street (Fuck you haters)

Check it out

All you motherfuckers

So that’s why you want to hate on me (Haters)

I stay loaded to the streets

I got half the world

Mad at me

Hatin' with my name in their mouth piece

Fuck peace, bitch, here comes the pitbull

With a shaved head and tatoos, comin' to get you

The other day

I heard a tweaker say

That they’re watching the empire, night and day

Talkin' about I got the whole state served

The word keeps travellin'

I stay shippin' and handlin'

I gotta make my shit start scatterin'

It doesn’t matter when

Placed your order

I don’t care if you want it in Minnesota

I cross states with full crates and do whatever it takes

To make bank and fill cases with big faces

And just in case you

Hoes didn’t know (What)

Every car im in is owned

Now Hate me more, biotch

Haters

Dawg, what you talkin' 'bout?

I’m talkin' 'bout those haters in the street

Haters

Hatin' everything I got

Tell 'em

Yo, why do you want to hate on me?

Haters

Shoo, doo-ooop

Dawg, what you talkin' 'bout?

Just talkin' 'bout those haters in the street

Haters

Just mad cause I’m blowin' up their spot

So that’s why you want to hate on me

I take a hit and I laugh at these petty-ass wannabes

You break bread when we take over your colonies

The streets are calling me, there’s ends to collect

Eye in the sky, still there it hasn’t left

You’re runnin' out of breathe

Sellin' all them woof tickets

So keep your mouth shut

You jealous bastards

And when the pig ask somethin', you don’t answer

What you hear

In the circle

Stays in the circle

Run your beak and get beat

Til your turn purple

I think it’s best that you run back home

I’m sick in the dome

You’re answerin', «The murder is on»

From night til dawn

Whether it’s

Right or wrong

I gotta

Stay paid

All day long

Remain calm

Cause only the strong get to see another day

So watch what who you hatin' on

Repeat Chorus

Now there’s one more I gotta bring to the table

For them punk ass deputies, you bitches need security

Outgun

Outnumbered

Outdone

The result is a fucked up outcome

Number one, can’t nobody take out from me

I got it locked from my hood to your county

Rowdy people

I don’t know

Why the fuck they say that all men are created equal

It’s plain and simple, gotta make what you spend

And if it don’t make dollars, better pay me a cent

I represent

All my soldiers that are playing to win

And all the motherfuckin' riders makin' moves in the pen

See;

talk is cheap, it don’t make me or break me

Heat off safety, for you cops tryin' to take me

Hate me if you want, but I’m a grind til my last day

So what more can I say about you haters

Repeat Chorus

Ah ha

Yeah

This song’s dedicated to everyone of you fools that playa hated

Mr. Shadow (Shadow)

Fingazz

My homeboy Krook, you know

Streetlight, Pit Boss (Ha ha)

One love

2001, bitch (2K1)

Pack a lunch and an extra pair of nuts (Extra nuts)

Find me in San Diego, puffin' on a blunt (Blunts, biotch)