freddy will - hate us lyrics
hate us
they know
i won’t go back to the early days when i ain’t had no doe!
they sure wanna hold me back from my dreams ‘cause they hate and they’re haters!!
hate us! [x2]
king in the north with no c-cktails
kitchen sk!ll is unique to get grimy when everythin’ else fails
the technique is neat
mixtapes to new album and i never skipped a beat
i’m still young as i run theses streets sippin’ on that hennessey
the african g is hungry it ain’t nothin’ sweet
this cute girl said she loves it wanna hump in my sheets
actin’ like an alcoholic but she’s with the police
i used to rumble with the chief
now i bury twelve models, pop bottles
and conversate with black models
not ya neighborhood thief smokin’ weed out banana leaf
like yaye a homie graduated but hey
you couldn’t imagine how much these haters hate it
rings and watches, big cribs with phat pockets
a negro’s gettin’ doe
in north america, crooked cops, the clan’s men, wanna stop my flow
they know
i won’t go back to the early days when i ain’t had no doe!
they sure wanna hold me back from my dreams ‘cause they hate and they’re haters!!
hate us! [x2]
jail time gettin’ served by the judge
ill crimes committed when we settle the grudge
put my graffiti ya ally
yup, i’m goin’ back to california
all the way from africa
sierra leone, diamonds in the bushes
lose ya life and die young if ya push it
i’m bangin’ on ya tush
sayin’ it wasn’t me like my name was sh-ggy
baby mama in my coup
like oops
i was raised in a ghetto similar to the hood
it was hot like tea kettles over fire food
no phones, clean water or electric
clothes on my back, torn fabric
seen that we’re cursed with the spells from black magic
far from sanitary
not far from the cemetery
my luck was kinda scary, you haters can never scare me
at an early age
a brother had to flip the page
they know
i won’t go back to the early days when i ain’t had no doe!
they sure wanna hold me back from my dreams ‘cause they hate and they’re haters!!
hate us! [x2]
little brother told me, its money over bullsh-t now
it was liquid till it cooled off now the sh-t is solid
open ya eyes kid
we’re in connecticut
you’ve gotta handle this, without catchin’ a bid
girlfriend lookin’ hot man she’s pregnant
what? she don’t need a man at all she could handle it
rent’s overdue the landlord buggin’
pot with no food now my huggy ain’t huggin’
what? she’s gone need her child support
better double the intake and stay the h-ll out of court
put some money in her pocket
make a lil profit
we could fly the first cl-ss and fool around in the c-ckpit
crooks in the kitchen, please get rid of the rats
for the pies to keep bakin’ need my money to stack
shut the ears off the wall, cause they gone wanna sting the kingpin
and put a snitch on the stand to sing
they know
i won’t go back to the early days when i ain’t had no doe!
they sure wanna hold me back from my dreams ‘cause they hate and they’re haters!!
hate us! [x2]
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