"HATIN NATION"
BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY
Krayzie:
Playa, playa, playa, hate me, hate me.
Playa, playa, playa, fuck it, we don't care.
Playa hater [hater, hater], we know very well,
playa hater [hater, hater], who you are [are].
playa hater [hater, hater], don't let 'em smoke your weed,
playa hater [hater, hater], or ride in your car [you car].
Krayzie:
Don't let that murda murda get ya, man. Don't let that murda murda
get ya, baby. Don't let that murda, murda get you, man, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Playa hation has begun to rise, and it's contagious, baby, better
not let it get you man, hater hater hater, haters hate and it's on, it's
on, and if I had a wish I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony,
perfect harmony. Gather, souls, get up, get up, and let us move on
[move on]. Maybe some could follow if their hearts were not so cold
to us. Bone come and venture through the family scripture, flip through
every page and you'll find true niggas like no other kind [kind], and I'm
sick of muthafuckas tryin' to see the thuggish ruggish, so I went and bought
a black Mossberg pump, pump for you. Tell me, what do you see? Slim
nigga in a mask. I'm mad and fin to blast, dash. Do you know
what it means to just leave us, leave us, leave us alone? You know
we picture endin' them phony ways, pretender. You know we picture endin'
them phony ways, pretender.
Layzie:
Nigga, won't be fuckin' with no haters in the nine-seven. All the
way to heaven, that's my mission, settin' up, ready for the war, in position,
when the shit jump, niggas won't be slippin'. Nigga fallin' victim.
Really, what's happenin'? I'm a victim just 'cause I'm rappin',
stackin' my cheese and I'm always packin'. Niggas with nothin' to lose
be cappin', and I really don't blame you, muthafuckas. It's true, what
goes around comes around. Since I did what I did in the past, got a
pipe and the stash, and I'm ready to throw down, low down, dirty muthafuckin'
shame, in a world so cruel. It's niggas like you, who just be disrespectin'
the game. Before I had a little money, niggas was hatin' me, jealous
for nothin', breakin' my gear and thinkin' it's funny, get around bitches,
and niggas be frontin', but I'm just hustlin', strugglin', jugglin' with
a lot of frustrations, livin' in this nation of playa hation. What
a fucked-up situation I'm facin'.
Krayzie:
Playa hater [hater, hater], we know very well,
playa hater [hater, hater], who you are [are].
playa hater [hater, hater], don't let 'em smoke your weed,
playa hater [hater, hater], or ride in your car [you car].
Wish:
Haters dry your eyes, eyes, eyes, and hold on, hold on, 'cause we're ballin',
ballin', ballin', y'all. We gon' keep it goin' strong, oh, oh. We
really thuggish ruggish, you can love us, you can hate us. We can deal
with you, but if ya niggas come around playa hatin', sayin' hey man, them
the worse ones--you know like, take a bitch on you on the low, spend somethin'
that you'll call all the time, but that nigga always talkin' about he could
have did somethin' better than you, already done did it, just hatin', you
know, and I know who you be, we see all ya'll. Playa haters, fuck ya'll.
Playa haters, fuck ya'll. Don't you hate on me. Don't you
hate on me. I'll put the beam on y'all muthafuckas. I said I'll
put the beam on y'all muthafuckas.
Don't you hate on me . . .
If you spend more time concentrating on your own shit than playa hatin' mine,
you might make something, muthafuckas. Hate on, hate on, hate on, hate
on, hate on, hate on
Krayzie:
Playa, playa, playa, hate me, hate me.
Playa, playa, playa, fuck it, we don't care.
Bizzy:
Nigga, let's find more pictures of the scriptures, missed 'em 'cause
they're despicable, but, bitch you're makin' millions off my physical residual.
Tradtional, but mystical, where were you at when pistols blow? And
what about welfare and health care? Well, I guess that missed you,
ho. And I guess you (...?...), and if there be broke-asses knowin'
for the moment, noticed you 'fraid, 'cause (...?...).
Krayzie:
Playa hater [hater, hater], we know very well,
playa hater [hater, hater], who you are [are].
playa hater [hater, hater], don't let 'em smoke your weed,
playa hater [hater, hater], or ride in your car [you car].
Playa hater [hater, hater], playa hater [hater, hater].
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