504 Boyz Lyrics
"Haters
Gon Hate"
(feat. Choppa, Curren$y, Krazy)
[Chorus:
Curren$y]
When I pull up at the club in a big black
Truck on dubs (these
niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm doing big thangs, and I got a lot of ice
In my
chain (these niggas gon hate)
When I come through the door, and take all the
hoes
I know (these niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm playing with some chips, and
I make a lot of hits
I know (these niggas gon hate)
[Currensy]
I
don't know if it's the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas
Hate me,
like I'm a member of the Klu Klux Klan
I mean god damn, how much money I got
in my hand
Really don't concern you man
But I know why you niggas boot me
up
Cause I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff
You say you wanna
shoot me up
Because I got a pair of Jordans won't be out for at least two months
They
call me Curren$y the Hot Spitter
And that's cause I keep my money, in stacks
I
know they got hatas out to jack niggas
So that's why I ride, with my gat
A
glock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8
And if you cross
me, you'll die dog
So I advise y'all, please don't hate
[Chorus:
Krazy]
When I walk in the club and the bitch
Touching bread starts smiling
(these niggas gon hate)
When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding
You
feel that (these niggas gon hate)
When them tires on the Navi just keep on
spinning
Look at that shit man (these niggas gon hate)
In the club thugged
out, with my P. Miller denim
Nigga see that (these niggas gon hate)
[Krazy]
With
a high rich I get I still remember, the bad times
In the Ville rock hustling,
with a loaded nine
All the niggas said I'd never make it, be friends now
All
the dick-riders see this bitch, take a while
All the hoes that never liked
me, wanna fuck me
I'll two-way you for some head, you can trust me
It must
be this tank, or the shiny gold teeth
Make these hoes get wet, everytime I
speak
These streets I push weight, silent nigga
Unless you turn me into
a, violent nigga
Smiling in my face, nigga hate behind my back
And you wonder
why these bitch ass niggas get smacked
No fear of the police, only the feds
Catch
him snitch late night, I'll bust his head
No love for these hating niggas,
or the informants
Ask bank run about me, my account's enormous
[Chorus:
Choppa]
When I'm walking through the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs
Or
my girl (these niggas gon hate)
I don't even notice nigga why you spoke to
this
Nigga got a choke me a hater (these niggas gon hate)
This 8 is beginning
this 8, no gimmick
This the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate)
And all
the ladies love Choppa, cause they know
He's such a poppa but all (these niggas
gon hate)
[Choppa]
Niggas gonna hate no matter
what you do
So if you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you
And I could
care less, who did what with who
See I love when you hate, so do what you do
Rolaid,
I understand that's your crew
But them cats ain't got no love for you
Y'all
wonder why, your careers and you died
Cause your songs sound the same, like
you doing a lie
Don't wanna do nothing else, then shake the streets
That's
why I'm glad big rap gave a dang to me
And my nigga Master P gave the flame
to me
Making hits after hits, what it came to be
Not just a boss rapper,
but a hot m.c.
All them other niggas sound like me, think about it
I'm Choppa,
that Westbank show stopper
If you sick of me, then nigga go see a doctor
[Chorus]
When
I pull up at the club in a big black
Truck on dubs (these niggas gon hate)
When
I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding
You feel that (these niggas
gon hate)
This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick
This the New No Limit (these
niggas gon hate)
Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits
I
know (these niggas gon hate)
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