Hate

Niggas quoting niggas
They don't even know
Brother harder though
Cant get a post, they don't even go
To his fuckin show
I can take ya back, four years before
A nigga started rap, wasn't on the map
But wasn't never chapped
Call that nigga brother
That was probably cap
Capper than the app
I dont wanna dap
All you do is yap
Sweeter than a frap
All that shit is crap
You aint never trap
You don't keep the strap
when I'm in the bity
I dont gotta tap, between you and i
Imaginary gap, let me recap
I tie my boot strap
12 in trap, dodging sand traps
Had to pace laps
Watch for speed traps
Dick suckers, they be on they kneecaps
Gave myself a lil back smack
Came around here taking cat naps
Now I'm on the ground, where he at
Had to ask myself why is that
Why is that

Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Only a select few ready
My dawg on 4 wheels, sledding
He sled
Lil tooty he looking down, he smiling
Flex on them niggas, they crying

762 same size as taquitos
Take a chip off his shoulder
I aint talking dorito
Play with your life
And its not no casino
Im eating everything
Bite the beef like burritos
My mexicans spend good
Thats my lil chico
They line up out front
But this not no Home Depot
Fuck you lil niggas
I don't give a fuck
Ill just slide on your block
Like some ice in a puck
Rada what you on
Bangs and such
Where you at
Im on the way like a bus
Cant be telling that nigga
Where I'm really at
In my neighborhood
They'll break in the back
Stand up and that pump made them back up
Get smacked like a city girl, you act up
My bars there, why i get passed up
Because I don't flash guns
Better get your act up
Record my own music, every file backed up
And i beat that lil pussy like mack trucks

Hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate
Only a select few ready
My dawg on 4 wheels, sledding
He sled
Lil tooty he looking down, he smiling
Flex on them niggas, they crying



Credits
Writer(s): Narada Hicks
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