Haters Lyrics - Buck Tha World - Young Buck

Eh Uh Uh Uh 

Don't Ask me where the fuck Im from Or what set I claim 

I get money, I got a little bit of both games in me 

Niggas hate so the marshburg hang with me 

Feds wanna tap up my fone because they cant get me 

I minus well give it to ya since Dre sent me 

Just sit back and kick ya feet up ok 50 

Im on 1 and I just begun 

I dare one of these blood cloats come test me gun 

The rude boy of the south let me in this bitch 

I just wish Tupac was here to witness this 

Give me room to breathe and Imma blow you away 

I move a 100 bricks a week and do a show every day 

Heyyyyy, somebody gotta do it yall 

See I done been locked up and I dont know who the call 

It's my time, so everybody jump on the train 

With the AK aimed I can shootdown a plane Mutherfucker 

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Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? 

(Makes you wanna do Wrong?) 

Just to wake up early, After Hustlin all night long 

(Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea) 

My gun damn near bigger then me 

I aint the nigga to be 

Cause everytime a body drop, niggas mentioning me 

I see a judge in my dreams when he sentencing me 

My homeboy come in the courtroom and hit him with 3 

I got the mind of a nigga bout to get him a key 

All the feins lined up, they just waitin on me 

Better hurry, hurry Its about to go down 

And dont ya worry I brought a 100 rounds 

We gon count to ten and then put the clips in 

Whoever is the last man standin wins 

You throw some money in the hood and it always works 

My niggas crazy, They'll dig a dead body from the dirt 

Better watch my mouth, cause I been watchin ya house 

Im in the bushes like when this nigga gonna come out? 

Its enough of this he say she say shit 

Now its time to find out who you with 

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Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? 

(Makes you wanna do Wrong?) 

Just to wake up early, After Hustlin all night long 

(Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea) 

The streets aint got no love 

Oh but im a nigga on top of things 

These niggas dont feel my pain 

Oh these niggas dont got a clue what I been through man 

But I aint even lookin for love 

Oh but i aint lookin for all ya sympthay 

I gots to just do my thing 

Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? 

(Makes you wanna do Wrong?) 

Just to wake up early, After Hustlin all night long 

(Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea)