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Текст песни Jermaine Dupri - Hate Blood

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[Jermaine Dupri] (Freeway)What?Y`all got hate in your blood(This is fucked up)Y`all got hate in your blood(This is fucked up man)Y`all got hate in your blood[Jermaine Dupri]ListenI know y`all niggas want meI hear y`all niggas plottin`I see y`all niggas lookin`But I ain`t stoppin`, I`m gone, in something fastThrough the city with no topThat reach 220 on the dash, I`m so hotIn everybody`s hood with other niggas` hoesI`m throwin` paper at them bitchesScreamin` So SoNow every spot I hitI`m hearing different shitAbout homies that want me that weren`t with me when I started thisIt`s fucked up but IBut I can`t let these niggas blurry my visionOn where I`m going and how I`m living, ya know?I got a daughter now, young age threeIf her daddy don`t shine, then my shorty won`t eatFeel me?Do I floss? YES!Sometimes I hit the block so damn hard I start hatin` my selfIt`s bad, I feel your pain dawgBut the only thing I`m about to change is the game motherfucker!1 - [Freeway] (JD) If you`re sick of seeing niggas pop Cris And talkin` bout stacking chips You know what?! (You got hate in your blood) Sick of seeing Bentley`s And hearing niggas talk about sittin` on dubs (You got hate in your blood) If you`re sick of seeing artists <it`s the end> And hearing artists <it`s the end> You know what! (You got hate in your blood) Listen I know you niggas want me I hear you niggas plottin` I see you niggas lookin` But I ain`t stoppin, it`s on[Jadakiss]Papi had raw, then I bought him outYou know me, fuck niggasKill `em all, let God sort `em outRapid fire got my hands shakin`And everybody hate dyin`But most niggas die hatin`While y`all run to the bankI run to the brinkA real thug keep the Tommy gun under the minkI got a glass kitchenYou can see what`s under my sinkAnd I do shit just to do itToo much money to thinkSo you can hate all you wantI`mma still be `KissDirty, a lot of paper, filthy richJD`s the architect, he built these hitsRuff Ryder`s, So So Def, feel this shitAnd you can tell any one of your boysYou might find `em in a hood near you and any one of his toysCause I know you got hate in your bloodStill dump eight in your mugSo cock sucker take it and love, uhRepeat 1[Jermaine Dupri]Somebody tell me why manSomebody tell me whyDo niggas just hate, hate, hate the way they do manLet me explain something to y`all about me manWhy y`all think I was the first rap nigga on Mtv Cribs?Cause I`m a young, fly, flashy motherfuckerY`all think I`mma stop, FUCK NAWI`mma keep ridin` down the block with my hat bentIn the black bent, with them dubs on that shitWe gon` still be in the club poppin` CristalPourin` Belvidere on bitchesWe don`t GIVE A FUCK MANA matter of fact I wish I could smack the shitOut of one y`all niggas right now with some moneyBut you know what I`m sayingCause y`all niggas just hate, hate, hateWell y`all gonna have to just keep hatin` motherfuckersRepeat 1 (2x)Bitch!

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