Haters Lyrics - Hood Star - Crooked I

How does it feel 

Know when shits real 

Nigga my big wheel 

Whip peel through killin fields so I grip steel 

Aimed wit sick skill 

My itchy trigger finger need benedrill 

Sit still you can get kill 

Look how the game switch 

The niggaz hatin cause they ain't rich 

They ready to infiltrate my main bitch 

Set me up and had me takin major bank trips 

But fuck a fake trick she ain't shit 

Enemies came to my first show 

I had some killers in the thrid row 

I had a bitch poppin merlow 

Rockin her skirt low 

Wit a glock and a fur coat 

Ready to drop you at the first blow 

So much pain since I earned dough 

It turned my betfriend into my worst foe 

But I had to let the hurt go 

Niggas know y'all phony style 

Keep it pushin we ain't homies now 

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Chorus: 

I'm navigatin in the six double 

I keep a burner on me yeah that's for show though 

I spot a hater almost everywhere I go 

So don't make me have to hit you with the four four 

I know you mad because I make a littel dough 

If you a gangsta why you jealous like a hoe yo 

I guess that's something only real cats know 

And all my real niggas still love the row yo 

Verse: 

Photos 

You niggas know that imma get mine 

Its Rick time so I big grind 

Lip nines for the bitch kind you 

Spit rhymes from a sick mind 

Dick thick dimes after we sip wine 

Big chicks imma flip mine 

Make the street sizzle 

In a lowrider side seat swiffle 

Gotta do my g-dizzle 

Cause it can't stop 

Candy paint drop 

Chromed out with more glass then a bank shot 

Suckers mad cause they hot 

Gay fags cryin cause the cash is exactly what they ain't got 

Wheter you slang coke or make dope music 

Haters can't hope they straight hope 

Your boat sink and ya stay broke 

But imma frontline line 

Nevermind one time 

Its crunchtime ya touch mine duck I'm finna duck nine 

Niggas funny as punchline 

And you can't rain on my sunshine 

Chorus: 

I'm navigatin in the six double 

I keep a burner on me yeah that's for show though 

I spot a hater almost everywhere I go 

So don't make me have to hit you with the four four 

I know you mad because I make a littel dough 

If you a gangsta why you jealous like a hoe yo 

I guess that's something only real cats know 

And all my real niggas still love the row yo 

Verse: 

Follow me now as we journey to them hood spots 

Where them half knocks cook rocks 

And put you hooks up in a wood box 

And there ain't a such thing as cops 

Inside your bodies where they put shots 

Better get some good blocks 

I'm heat holdin 

If you ain't interested in me and you make or keep scrollin 

I'm a wolf in sheeps clothin 

Yeah you keep dolin 

I sleep wit one E-Y-E open 

This cold world got the streets frozen 

When it gets dark shit start and my heat pops 

A quick sparks and splits marks 

Now what its come to 

Use to be real love wherever I come through 

Now its like fuck you 

Y'all best to go hard 

You know what's eastside to the four yard 

We pull your hoe card 

It break my heart everytime that its time to trip 

I love nigggas but I empty a clip 

Chorus: 

I'm navigatin in the six double 

I keep a burner on me yeah that's for show though 

I spot a hater almost everywhere I go 

So don't make me have to hit you with the four four 

I know you mad because I make a littel dough 

If you a gangsta why you jealous like a hoe yo 

I guess that's something only real cats know 

And all my real niggas still love the row yo