[Guy]
Damn bra, I`m tellin` ya
You can get that nigga, Man i`m tellin` ya
[Other Guy]
Damn bra, you shoulda been told me that shit there
[Guy]
His house big, he stashing 10 million
[Other Guy]
How many? How much?
Chorus: 1x
Man you gotta watch dem haters
Watch dem haters, watch dem haters
Man you gotta watch dem haters
You know they wanna see you fall
Verse 1: [Beelow]
I gots a million motherfuckers that is down on my team
But theres a few niggas that hate me,
Cause when I walk I bling bling
See that`s the niggas I gots to try
That`s the niggas I rock-a-bye
That`s the niggas that gots to die, Show the killa in my eye
Why try to hate on something you can`t control
And take a chance to catch a bullet, from head to yo ass hole
Why it`s always niggas that you know that`s trying to do you in
I find myself busting at my own friends
Bitch made nigga with a smile on his face
You my boy, That`s my nigga
You know what I say, You gotta watch dem haters
It`s them niggas in yo town
You gotta watch dem haters
When you tryin` to get own the mound
You gotta watch dem haters
It`s not them niggas on the sideline
You gotta watch dem haters
Ya own boy a rob ya blind
Yungstar, Jackson, Junior or what
Just a pussy ass nigga trying to make a come up
Hopping from click to click or should i say dick to dick
You done spent to many days behind bars bitch
It ain`t my fault you got drunk and got yo fucking ass wiped
Now you walking round town always grunting and shit
You got beef speak up, don`t be mumbling shit
Hard as hell behind close doors, just a second ballin click
We can speed this shit up, or we can slow this shit down
Either way Zuriel bring it we gone tear this bitch down
I hate you niggas with a passion, you can see it in my eyes
All playa haters i gotta rock a bye bye bye
Chorus repeats 2x
Verse 2: [?]
Watch ya ki`s, watch ya house, slap ya hoe tell her watch ya mouth
Watch ya cars, watch ya g`s, hide ya dope and hide ya weed
Watch da same nigga that be dappin` ya down
Same nigga that be slappin` ya round
Same nigga that be dabbing ya down
Same nigga that a cap ya down
99 haters, 99 can`t fade us,
99 can`t take us, Shit 99 can`t break us
Fuck you haters, fuck you fakers, coward niggas ya`ll can`t take us
Fuck you haters, fuck you fakers, coward niggas ya`ll can`t break us
Wanna hate me cause I ride on chrome, hate me cause I ride alone
Hate me cause I`m rolling on, Now hate me cause I`ma send ya home
All you nigga`s got to die, stick a needle in my eye
Man, I ain`t gone tell no lie, these playa haters they must die
How the fuck these niggas gone tear me down
Buckin` em up, Buckin` em down
Fuckin` that nigga hoe and hold em down
Fuck what you say I`m top of the mound
I don`t really wanna spill these nigga
I don`t really wanna peal this nigga
I don`t really wanna kill this nigga
Mama I ain`t kill that nigga
Yeah bitch I gotcha know
Yeah bitch I found ya now
Red beam I dot`cha now
Pop, Pop, Pop drop`cha now
Keep the nine on my side
Hmm, I`m bout to ride
Keep the nine on my side
Die nigga die
Verse 3: [?]
I keep a smoke in my coat
If niggas ain`t know, now they know
Put a fucking slug in yo throat behind my felonies it go
You fuck with my money, my dope, my weed, my cheese,
you fucking with me
I`m keeping a eye up on these niggas and hoes
They wanna be in my clothes
They wanna be with my hoes, and mo`
Wanna yank me out my party,
Wooday come get me and my soulja`s
Ya`ll niggas ain`t fucking with no hoe
Get it on my mind bra
These niggas don`t wanna test me
These niggas don`t wanna test me
I put `em to rest see
You see i`m a dog behind mine
Bitch I`ma hog behind mine
Laying niggas down behind mine
Spraying niggas down behind mine
You see I`m strictly bout my paper
I ain`t no motherfucking faker i keep a wathch on them haters
Chorus repeats 2x
Verse 4: ???
When push come to shuv, man these niggas want me
Bitch I got it on my mind if you got PC
See I`ll take it off ya motherfucking shoulder boy
I ride for my niggas and my hustla`s, Magnolia boy
You fucking around, I peel yo ass like a fucking potato
Throw yo bitch ass in the grease, Yeah! thats how i like my haters
See I march nigga step on you big mouth punks
And I`ll march nigga step if you fools got funk
Nineteen with six figures ain`t a dream no more
I step in the club with a tight ass bitch you ain`t seen before
And there they go, there they go with there hating before
But they don`t know, they don`t know I`m `bout to shut this bitch down
Chorus repeats 3x
[Beelow ends telling what a hater is]
