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j r writer – hate on me lyrics

i know i know
hate on me, i mean why wouldn’t you?
it’s motivation baby
hate on me man

uh uh, i’ve been a hound
you know how i get around {how? }
200 on the dash this is how the engine sound
i love to see ’em {hate on me}
the best alive, holing hecklin high {high}
you ever ever ever try a dot on your top like the letter i {blah}
that’s how your hiefer cry
any time i’m stepping by {by}
i know you’ve been on a plan but you ain’t never ‘fly’ {never}
what’s to rectify? {huh}
these little n-gg-s wouldn’t test a guy
they rather testify
to a f.b.i.
test me why?
when i’m getting heavy bucks {bucks}
and s.s.i. is the only checks you ever cut {cut}
get your cheddar up
this n-gg-s i don’t know for nothing {what? }
said he run around acting like i owe him something {i don’t care}
i don’t know you buzzin’
where you know me from? {huh}
you lived on the same block?
you ain’t the only one {listen}
what are you slow or dumb?, homie i’m ruthless
i think he slow and dumb, overall stupid {stupid}
overall clueless
i do this to dadle
i’m crack boo, they should come and stick me in a capsule
but they rather just {hate on me}
take me out the capsule, the strip is gona sizzle
they har-ss and har-ss you the kid is on his grizzle {grizzle}
pimpin’ i’m official {official}
what city i ain’t been through? {huh}
i travel so much it’s like when is he gona dribble?
these n-gg-s worry bout what records that flop
but you ain’t never hit the shelves, how much records you got? {huh}
labels don’t want your -ss cuase your records ain’t hot {no}
me i’m like maywether, i ain’t never been dropped {ding ding}
little clowns a mess
get around the set
cuase you rookies are cookies when you around the vet
when i get down to stress
i go get a pound to sess
i got a box of connect
he pound for pound the best
yes!

heh like i said man, you could hate on me
it’s motivational baby, haha
i’m a keep getting that money
and uhh
you jerks couldn’t reach
this turf that i creep
you weak
n-gg- you don’t hear i’m hurting this beat
listen
i guess that’s why they {hate on me}

- j r writer lyrics

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