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Hatin' Lyrics - Bad Azz - Lil Boosie

This Boosie, Bad A** 

And I wanna know tonight why they hatin' on me 

Could a *** believe it? Let's roll 

 

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets 

 

Ate at my mama table, my daughter called him uncle 

I treated him like he was Donkey and he told on me 

The judge lookin' like he wanna drop a load on me 

My *** lookin' like he wanna break the code on me 

 

Tell me why they let me ride for a year 

Now they want my 745 until I show for this here 

Niggah Try to sneak me but that's *** 

You ain't gon' get no stripes off me, lil' daddy 

You better try some mo' *** 

 

Now they *** wit my girl head 

Them *** she 'round keep puttin' her soldier down 

And she can't focus now 

Ain't that a shame how they *** up yo' name? 

Tell promoters you go cut throat 'em now you missin' yo' chain 

 

Who gon' take the pistol charges, everybody convict 

Been to 5 funerals in 3 months, Lord knows that I miss 

I guess when I get old and grey and my mission is done 

*** motherf***, y'all gon' hate on my son 

 

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets 

 

From the cradle to the grave, I'm gon' always be a hustler 

As long as you succeed, they gon' always be a buster 

They hated Dr. King, they hated when he marched 

They hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa Parks 

 

Sometimes yo' enemy on yo' passenger side 

Ridin' wit cha, gettin' high 

But you can't believe it but you know that he sneakin' 

When I was 5, my mama looked at her son and told me 

"Boy, you gon' break hearts 'cause you too cute for just one 

 

I guess this baby face and these rap skills that God bless me wit 

Got *** hangin', ready to come and test me *** 

But look, you know they say I was dead, 2 shots up in my head 

Some say I O.D.ed off that ***, what they gon' say next? 

 

Tell me why they hatin', why they hatin' on me 

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets 

 

Now they say me and Webbie beef, we on the same team 

We drop hits, you nosy ***, we got the same dream 

A lotta *** playa hatin' 'cause they ain't me 

So when they mine, they won't hesitate to spank me 

 

They seen a lotta ***, Lord knows I try 

Rumors hurt me inside but I'm still showin' pride 

Want figures like Jigga, with a brain like Dane 

Can't slip like beans 'cause I got dreams to be the man 

 

But I never change, ain't no matter how raw we get 

I'm beast mode, lil' daddy, so I'm prepared for the rawest *** 

They called me out my name, they told me I was stuntin' 

Told them one day ***, I'm gon' have some Oprah money 

 

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets 

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me 

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets 

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