Текст песни Flesh-N-Bone - Playa Hater
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[K] All my niggas, my niggas, my niggas...Killa, me killa, me killa, me killa, me killa[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Why must I got the glock nine?[F] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time, time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East 99, down East 99[Flesh]Nowadays, make me go to pack a pumpWhen I`m tryin` to stay thuggin itIn the way, playa haters see me, get a grudgeWhat`s on they mind?Nigga, that`s sluggin` itGot a feelin` to swang, hang, bangHad a bullet headed to the top, dropAnd the playa haters same old, Mo Thug, BoneNigga roll, strut these nuts, get a papTossed in the Cuyahoga River slainTest the Fifth DawgSlip the clip in, rollin` onYellin` off murda moBetter jump in the ?,Now we`re (looted thugs, smug) here I goLet`s serve them hoesIt`s on, niggas sick of this hater-ismHow my gat gonna try to keep comin`Ain`t it hard dealin`, slangin` dopeFill the block with the niggas here to run off the BoneWell, here we go with the untouched feelin` rythymHoes feelin` a nigga to put in their eardrumEvery now and then fall into ?Stand the post when the Bone ?Runnin` through the one under the top lockGotta creep how we hoopAnd shot the rock through the bomb-ass house party jumpin`Look in the hood, last stop, and we won`t stopOne got dropped, oh why deadly, oh so deadlyThrowin` these thangs in a Gang of people mineRunnin` up on me, it`ll be dreadfulFlesh come to be the boss with pride, no time[Layzie]You got the cloutYou got the cloutSo much clout, Mo Thug is what it`s all aboutAnd I`m livin` in a nation of abominationSuppress the playa hatin` on a mission `til the million see meSucka situation, should I be personally waitin` for These party poopin` fakin` muthafuckas mistakin`?Play me like I`m loose, when ya need to get your shit right`Cause I got my shit tightFuckin` with a nigga a thousand proofAnd I`m raisin` the roof when I`m startin` this fistfightSet it off, that`s me, OT-H-U-G, original thugFrom the C-town, outlaw squadYou niggas can`t touch me with a ten-foot rod (rod)`Cause I`m rollin` with GodPeace be still, peace be still, make a moveAnd I`ll have to hurt ya, dogIf I got the time, then I`m a repent thatThe devil wanna make me murdaLayzie, Layzie, lately my mind be goin` crazySave your soulOh, what can I do?Tell me, what can I do?Got me holdin` my gun with persistenceShow these judgin` niggas no resistanceI`m a hit you with a beam at a distanceIn a instance, this shit is gonna change, and I`m in this[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Why must I got the glock nine?[Fl] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time, time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East 99, down East 99[Krayzie]Nigga, gon` get pap pap and put in a coffinNow, why must we playa hate?`Cause a nigga crept on a come upAnd brought all my niggas with us from day one they rollYa know, what a nigga wanna test me for?Bless me soul, ? all, and that`s for the jealous bustasWho said that Eazywould fuck usEverytime I pull up on the blockTo smoke with my partners outta Red DogYou got me some? Got someNiggas is trippin` on your niggas spendin` cash, moneyFor the five-double-o-Benz`sAnd I`ll bet that they schemin` to rob meThey plot me that 187They got me all fucked up, fucked upKrayzie be pinnin` when niggas be trippin` they down with usAct like it, the money, the fameAnd the weed and the drinkNigga, let`s sweat they thangMy thugstas spit ya gameBuck `em all down with the fo`-fo` blowsThey`re so far away, kill em all, kill em allWell, if I could teach the world to be (to be)A muthafuckin` thug in perfect harmonyHarmony, harmony, harmonyIn state to state, in state to state -Everywhere they playa hate, they playa hateBuck `em, buck `em, buck `em, fuck `em, fuck `em, fuck `em[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Why must I got the glock nine?[Fl] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time, time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East 99, down East 99[Flesh]Take a look in the trunkWe got what all you need on the double nineBetter go with your heatersGot killas to meet you, greet youY`all come creepin` through the cutSee the Bone, now me stick a lick upCome up good when they stick you, waitin` for the day ?So you done got me flippin` on coppers at allGot a nigga frustratedI hate it, got me aggravated, trip to HellAnd it`s murda, my LordTossed in the coffin for fuckin` with the FifthIt ain`t easy, seein` `em wig-split up on the curbPump my humps on 225, when I kick the rhymeThat`s five points on the Richter scale and a hell-a herbIf Flesh overheard you was hatin`, talkin` not to my faceBetter hope, pray, for me ready, I pick up place, spray the AKEveryday be the same on a level, too, shovels gravesIn the sight of a psychopath, TEC and lead `em all deadThan a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gunThen I blast, haul ass, kick up dustGonna rush when I bust had to get a little trigger happyAnd I got a lot of my daddy in meGot the genes of a soldier that man me, get it outAsk me, and I`ll be gladly to let ya know what it is, the dealThat`s if you can handle it without turnin` playa haterLater, so keep it realMuthafuckas, that`s on the real[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?[K] Why must I got the glock nine?[Fl] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?[K] Time after time after time, time after time[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East 99, down East 99