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fabolous - hate me now lyrics

yeah
i’m a motherf-ckin’ ghetto superstar n-gg-
got my n-gg- paul cain with me
street dreams
i’m what street dreams are made of n-gg-
hate me now
do it now n-gg-
i’m burnin’ like them blue flames n-gg-
they call me g-h-e-t-t-o-
ghetto
lets do this right n-gg-
what the f-ck is up n-gg-?
these n-gg-s can’t even breathe now cain

[verse 1: fabolous]
it won’t stop ’till my account is in the billions
and i buy a home on the coast of miami and the ammounts are in the millions
fish tanks and flat screens mounted in the ceilings
sippin’ champagne i have trouble pr-nouncing while i’m chillin’
if i found out you was squealin’
you ‘gon die even if witness protection put you in the mountains of new zealand
cause i hire bountys that be killin’
that play hide-and-go seek and find you after countin’ to a million
but a million records later
theres still some speculators
man these labels are giving the kid meals and checks like waiters
when i come through you never see my heels be decked in gators
and see jordans that dropped when you was still a second grader
spill the tec on haters
i got a quick jab
but when i squeeze these slugs’ll hit you a milla second later
i chill and check the waiter
dudes play gangsta for a minute but run to the cops squealing seconds later
you still a lexus trader
my credit so good i drive off in the sc and tell the dealer “catch ya later”
all i need is one night i don’t deal with second daters
cause the white and gold stones on the grill and neck persuade her n-gg-

[paul cain]
yeah
yo fab
we done pulled the range out
the benz out
the caddy truck out
they ain’t even see the 12-8 yet
these n-gg-s still hatin’

[verse 2: paul cain]
ever since i got signed it seems like ya’ll been hatin’ on the god
we never held a conversation but you claimin’ i’m a fraud
started bringin’ weight up while i starve
gained some cash and the ego now ya perpetrating like ya hard
if you thinkin’ you pac i’m a wait in front of quad
have my kingston bullets through ya face like i’m bernard
ya like beef but hate when i’m involved
cause i don’t give ya a chance ta dodge bullets from the 8 when it revolve
n-gg-s love when you broke but they hate when you get large
wait for you to slip and try to find a way to get you robbed
run in ya crib and duck tape you and ya broad
and don’t leave prints so jakes never get the case resolved
so i play against the odds
when its all set two n-gg-s with two 40s a peice retaliatin’ on ya squad
if you get locked my haitian’ll leave you scarred
rape you in the yard
with gem star blades cut ya face like a collage
while i sip champagne in the vegas lamatage’
in the suite with two freaks videotapin’ a manage’
ice in the chain a face in the shepard’
million dollar crib with a cranberry quarter and a 8 in the garage n-gg-

[paul cain]
ya’ll n-gg-s
ya’ll n-gg-s only seen half
this is just the begining man
see ya’ll n-gg-s was hatin’ now man
ya’ll n-gg-s gonna be sick to your stomach bending over throwin’ up
when ya’ll see the sh-t we got comin’
my alb-m ain’t even drop yet man
and ya’ll n-gg-s talkin’ crazy
man paul cain n-gg-
the alb-m comin’ fourth quarter
ya’ll motherf-ckers is under pressure n-gg-
desert storm, slk we killin’ everything movin’ n-gg-
yeah

- fabolous lyrics

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