Made a Hater Mad
You just a lame homie
I done made a hater mad cuz a nigga keep some change on em
I ain tryna brag but yu know i keep a thang on me
I done got all in my bag nigga i dont gotta stain on me
We used to kick shit ona ave nigga why yu actin strange on me
I thought we was gang gang you cant put the blame on me
From the jump you was a snake mane you ain runnin game on me
You do it fa da fame but really yu jus a lame homie
We share da same name but yu was first to change on me
First rule you don't go against the grain homie
Dats why ion trust a soul cant put the blame on me
Ima ride till i die we not the same homie
If i call yu my brotha betta bang fa me
I kno niggas ain real so i remain lonely
Cuz Wen i needed niggas dey was actin strange on me
Yu wasn down fa da come up
Wasn out till da sun up
Yu wished down on yo brothas
Yu was mad at the run up yea
Out wit da plungas
We be ou wit that thunda
Run yo mouth and get done up
We be bout wat yu wanna
You just a lame homie
I done made a hater mad cuz a nigga keep some change on em
I ain tryna brag but yu know i keep a thang on me
I done got all in my bag nigga i dont gotta stain on me
We used to kick shit ona ave nigga why yu actin strange on me
I thought we was gang gang you cant put the blame on me
From the jump you was a snake mane you ain runnin game on me
I do dis shit for real no kappin yu kno da deal homie
Dey ain 1 hunit man des niggas actin real phony
2nd rule if he snitch dan we gone kill homie
Thats i why i gotta watch my back i keep da steel on me
Wen yu was hungry i fed yo ass a meal homie
But wen the ops came yu wasn der to drill fa me
Yu a snake and i thought yo ass real homie
If i gave yu my last bet yu a steal from me
You Ain ain really wit it quit it
We really wit it get it
My team dey countin digits
We really out dem trenches
23 And 1 no visits
Back out im right back wit it
Right der right by dem fences
Big dope no homer simpson
You just a lame homie
I done made a hater mad cuz a nigga keep some change on em
I ain tryna brag but yu know i keep a thang on me
I done got all in my bag nigga i dont gotta stain on me
We used to kick shit ona ave nigga why yu actin strange on me
I thought we was gang gang you cant put the blame on me
From the jump you was a snake mane you ain runnin game on me
I done made a hater mad cuz a nigga keep some change on em
I ain tryna brag but yu know i keep a thang on me
I done got all in my bag nigga i dont gotta stain on me
We used to kick shit ona ave nigga why yu actin strange on me
I thought we was gang gang you cant put the blame on me
From the jump you was a snake mane you ain runnin game on me
You do it fa da fame but really yu jus a lame homie
We share da same name but yu was first to change on me
First rule you don't go against the grain homie
Dats why ion trust a soul cant put the blame on me
Ima ride till i die we not the same homie
If i call yu my brotha betta bang fa me
I kno niggas ain real so i remain lonely
Cuz Wen i needed niggas dey was actin strange on me
Yu wasn down fa da come up
Wasn out till da sun up
Yu wished down on yo brothas
Yu was mad at the run up yea
Out wit da plungas
We be ou wit that thunda
Run yo mouth and get done up
We be bout wat yu wanna
You just a lame homie
I done made a hater mad cuz a nigga keep some change on em
I ain tryna brag but yu know i keep a thang on me
I done got all in my bag nigga i dont gotta stain on me
We used to kick shit ona ave nigga why yu actin strange on me
I thought we was gang gang you cant put the blame on me
From the jump you was a snake mane you ain runnin game on me
I do dis shit for real no kappin yu kno da deal homie
Dey ain 1 hunit man des niggas actin real phony
2nd rule if he snitch dan we gone kill homie
Thats i why i gotta watch my back i keep da steel on me
Wen yu was hungry i fed yo ass a meal homie
But wen the ops came yu wasn der to drill fa me
Yu a snake and i thought yo ass real homie
If i gave yu my last bet yu a steal from me
You Ain ain really wit it quit it
We really wit it get it
My team dey countin digits
We really out dem trenches
23 And 1 no visits
Back out im right back wit it
Right der right by dem fences
Big dope no homer simpson
You just a lame homie
I done made a hater mad cuz a nigga keep some change on em
I ain tryna brag but yu know i keep a thang on me
I done got all in my bag nigga i dont gotta stain on me
We used to kick shit ona ave nigga why yu actin strange on me
I thought we was gang gang you cant put the blame on me
From the jump you was a snake mane you ain runnin game on me
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Writer(s): Uriah Lattimore
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