Haters Gon Hate Lyrics - Ballers - 504 Boyz

[Chorus: Curren$y] 

When I pull up at the club in a big black 

Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate) 

Cause I'm doing big thangs, and I got a lot of ice 

In my chain (these niggas gon hate) 

When I come through the door, and take all the hoes 

I know (these niggas gon hate) 

Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits 

I know (these niggas gon hate) 

[Curren$y] 

I don't know if it's the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas 

Hate me, like I'm a member of the Klu Klux Klan 

I mean god damn, how much money I got in my hand 

Really don't concern you man 

But I know why you niggas boot me up 

Cause I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff 

You say you wanna shoot me up 

Because I got a pair of Jordans won't be out for at least two months 

They call me Curren$y the Hot Spitter 

And that's cause I keep my money, in stacks 

I know they got hatas out to jack niggas 

So that's why I ride, with my gat 

A glock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8 

And if you cross me, you'll die dog 

So I advise y'all, please don't hate 

[Chorus: Krazy] 

When I walk in the club and the bitch 

Touching bread starts smiling (these niggas gon hate) 

When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding 

You feel that (these niggas gon hate) 

When them tires on the Navi just keep on spinning 

Look at that shit man (these niggas gon hate) 

In the club thugged out, with my P. Miller denim 

Nigga see that (these niggas gon hate) 

[Krazy] 

With a high rich I get I still remember, the bad times 

In the Ville rock hustling, with a loaded nine 

All the niggas said I'd never make it, be friends now 

All the dick-riders see this bitch, take a while 

All the hoes that never liked me, wanna fuck me 

I'll two-way you for some head, you can trust me 

It must be this tank, or the shiny gold teeth 

Make these hoes get wet, everytime I speak 

These streets I push weight, silent nigga 

Unless you turn me into a, violent nigga 

Smiling in my face, nigga hate behind my back 

And you wonder why these bitch ass niggas get smacked 

No fear of the police, only the feds 

Catch him snitch late night, I'll bust his head 

No love for these hating niggas, or the informants 

Ask bank run about me, my account's enormous 

[Chorus: Choppa] 

When I'm walking through the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs 

Or my girl (these niggas gon hate) 

I don't even know this nigga why you spoke to this 

Nigga got a choke me a... (these niggas gon hate) 

This aint is beginning this aint, no gimmick 

It's the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate) 

And all the ladies love Choppa, cause they know 

He's such a poppa but all (these niggas gon hate) 

[Choppa] 

Niggas gonna hate no matter what you do 

So if you don't fuck with me, I'll fuck with you 

And I could care less, who did what with who 

See I love when you hate, so do what you do 

Rolaid, I understand that's your crew 

But them cats aint got no love for you 

Y'all wonder why, your careers and you died 

Cause your songs sound the same, like you doing a lie 

Don't wanna do nothing else, then shake the streets 

That's why I'm glad big rap gave a dang to me 

And my nigga Master P gave the flame to me 

Making hits after hits, what it came to be 

Not just a boss rapper, but a hot m.c. 

All them other niggas sound like me, think about it 

I'm Choppa, that Westbank show stopper 

If you sick of me, then ya go see a doctor 

[Chorus] 

When I pull up at the club in a big black 

Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate) 

When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding 

You feel that (these niggas gon hate) 

This aint is beginning this aint, no gimmick 

This the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate) 

Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits 

I know (these niggas gon hate)