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Текст песни Z-Ro - H.A.T.E.

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[Z-Ro]Hey, why they hate me like I stole somethingTo make a nigga want to roll somethingBut I`m they closest partner, if I let them hold somethingGood for nothing, but making me hate my peersSo let the world taste my tearsWhen they roll, they represent anger, paranoid with one in the chamberTo live the heads shots to my foes, and make them through with DanaAnd when they splash it`s a blood bath, and I trust no oneAin`t no more chunking up the deuce, when my thugs passLive my life in silentary vomet away from y`allIf I needed artillery could I even get the K from y`allI`m all alone in the ways of the wicked, since I can`t stand you hoesForever lonely when I kick it, in the luminoWith straps and shells, my life is murder and mailThe opposition see me coming, and they blast they selfThis for my homies that don`t know me, when I`m brokeSwear to God I hope you motherfuckers choke, when my gun smoke, hate[Chorus - 2x]The H is for these hoe niggas that`s all in my faceAnd the A is for the actions that these bitch niggas takeAnd the T is for the tommy gun that`s bout to blastAnd the E is for eternal cause I ever last[Z-Ro]I be feeling like Pac, because I wonder if they still downFacing homicide from haters, but my homies didn`t even spill roundsFuck y`all, I hate you motherfuckers to deathRemember times, when I stopped niggas from clutching your chestI live in bulletproof vests, but it seemsThe only time I got family, is when a nigga dreamSo fuck sleep, I`m on a 24 hour grindLook at your darling son, now mama I`m out of my mindI don`t know how to be happy and I can`t smile, and fuck a bitchCause she be plotting on how to get you, when y`all walking down the isleThe same motherfuckers that you care for, look how they do youThey don`t love you pick up your pistol, and thereforRepresent yourself with the plastic, cause me myselfWant to put all of you motherfuckers in casketsFuck love, unless it`s coming from the heaven up aboveMy hatred being written in blood, hate[Chorus - 2x][Z-Ro]There ain`t no telling if a nigga make it, I might be stuck in the slumsA walking target steady ducking the gunBut even me and you can keep your wife, there`ll be no hostagesJust give me what I`m looking for, and keep your lifeI`m military minded, you can ask Klondike KatEven if they bomb first, Z-Ro is bout to bomb right backI give a fuck about your life now, slugs hitting your windpipe nowGuess you could say I`m living shife nowAll about my fetty, till I bubble like some champagneZ-Ro the Crooked, the most valuable player up in this rap gameSo back back, back back, be sure to give me more than fiftyAutomatic rounds, down to pass thatMurder my foes, then I murder my friendsBecause they turned on a nigga, when I ain`t have no ends, hateMurder my foes, then I murder my friendsBecause they turned on a nigga, when a nigga wasn`t chopping a Benz, hate[Chorus - 4x]

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