Hatin' (Explicit) - LIL BOOSIE
Little boosie bad a**
(little boosie bad a**)
An I wanna know tonight
Why they hating on me
Shh  I'm a good ni**a believe that
Let's roll
Tell me why they hating
(why they hating)
Hating on me
(why they hating on me )
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper
('cause I'm tryna get this paper)
Thugging in these streets
(thugging in these streets)
Ni**a ate at my momma table
My daughter called him uncle
(she called him uncle)
I treated him like he was donkey and he told on me
The judge looking like he wanna drop a load on me
My ni**a looking like he wanna break the code on me
Tell me why they let me ride for a year
Now they want my 745 until I show for this here
Ni**a tried to sneak me but that's hoe sh*t
You ain't gonna get no strikes off me little daddy
You better try sum more sh*t
Now he f**k with my girl head
The hoes she be round kept putting her soul down
And she can't focus now (un un un)
Ain't that a shame how they f**k up your name
Tell Promoters you're gonna cut throat 'em
Now you're missing your change
Who's gonna take the pistol charges
And everybody convicted
Been to 5 funerals in 3 months Lord knows
That I miss 'em
I guess when I get old and grey
And my mission is done
You p**sy motherf**kers you
All gonna hate on my son
Tell me why they hating
(why they hating)
Hating on me
(why they hating on me )
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper
('cause I'm tryna get this paper)
Thugging in these streets
(thugging in these streets)
From the cradle to the grave
I'm gonna always be a hustler
As long as you succeed
They gonna always be a buster
They hated Dr King
They hated when he marched
They hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa Parks
Sometime your enemy on your passenger side
Riding with you getting high
But you can't believe it
But you know that he sneaky
When I was five my mama looked at her son she said boy
You're gonna break hearts
'Cause you're too cute for just one
I guess it's this baby face
And rap skills that God blessed me with
Got ni**a nuts hanging ready to come
And test me b**ch but look
You know that say I was dead
2 shot up in my head
Sum say I O D 'd off that X
What they gonna say next
Tell me why they hating
(why they hating)
Hating on me (why they hating on me )
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper
('cause I'm tryna get this paper)
Thugging in these streets
(thugging in these streets)
Now they say me
And Weebie beef we're on the same team
We drop hits you nosey b**ch
We got the same dream
A lot of niggas player hate 'cause they ain't me
So when they mine they won't hesitate to spank me
Done seen a lot of sh*t Lord knows I try
Rumors hurt me inside but I'm still showing pride
Want diggers like jigga with a brain like dane
Can't slip like beans 'cause I dreams to be the mayne
But I never change no matter how raw it get
I'm beast mode little daddy
So I'm prepared for the rawest sh*t
They called me out my name
They told me I was stunting
I told them one day b**ch
I'm gonna have some Oprah money
Tell me why they hating (why they hating)
Hating on me (why they hating on me )
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper
('cause I'm tryna get this paper)
Thugging in these streets
(thugging in these streets)
Tell me why they hating
(why they hating)
Hating on me
(why they hating on me )
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper
('cause I'm tryna get this paper)
Thugging in these streets
(thugging in these streets)