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Chef Boyerdee - Hate Lyrics



Chef Boyerdee - Hate Lyrics
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Haters gonna hate it doesn't matter to me
Get in a circle, spit rhymes, pass the tree
Kick back, we relax, she ridin with me
I'm takin over the game, y'all gon see
I'm murdering the game, I'm a killer on the verse
I don't care about the fame, I got a gift not a curse
You can try to call a doctor, you can try to get a nurse
But if you pull up with a beat, that beat is leavin in a hearse
Cause I got the stones all this power make me say woah
Snappin on the beat like my name is f*ckin Thanos
Cheefin on this kush, you know my eyes always stay low
Call of duty shit, I just called in a pavelow
To spray all of you with my lyrical bullets
Crack a couple 40's and you know imma skull it
Don't ring the alarm until I tell you to pull it
Flowin with the top down, like im joe dirts mullet
I got my life balanced, always stayin in check
But if I gotta show off, then you know ima flex
Driving down the freeway, she's givin me neck
Call me Ralph, cause later that pussy I'ma wreck
Haters gonna hate it doesn't matter to me
Get in a circle, spit rhymes, pass the tree
Kick back, we relax, she ridin with me
I'm takin over the game, y'all gon see
I'm one of the iller rappin lady killers, Michael Jackson thriller
Make your spine chiller cause my flow cold as an iceberg so get familiar
I'm filling the pocket like billiards game auxiliar other MCs lookin sillier
Cause the music droppin now a days all sounds the same
We need to bring originality back to the game
I guess I'm the one thats gotta go supersaiyan
And show you how to be a legend give ya some training
I'm willing to tutor if your willing to learn
Real recognize real, so I'll always discern
If this doesn't resonate, well don't be concerned
I'm ain't talkin bout you, don't let your ears burn
Because I've always been about the good vibes
I don't run with a gang, but I got my own tribe
Got more honeys than a f*cking bee hive
This shit is real, I'm just speakin on my life
Cause my life is amazing, this trail I be blazin, God's who I'm praising
But hell is what I'm raising, eyes are glazin, mind is Dazin
But you know I'm not phasing, this is captivating, no rush not racin
If it was I'm first placin
Then I'm celebratin, I'm gonna be ragin
Pass out then awaken, get up and I'm paper chasin, what I got won't be taken
Once I get it I'm not wastin, success I'm embracin
Haters gonna hate doesn't matter to me
Get in a circle, spit rhymes, pass the tree
Kick back, we relax, she ridin with me
I'm takin over the game, y'all gon see
Haters gonna hate, it doesn't matter to me
Pass the tree
Yeah she's riding with me, I'm takin over
And y'all gonna see
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Haters gonna hate it doesn't matter to me
Get in a circle, spit rhymes, pass the tree
Kick back, we relax, she ridin with me
I'm takin over the game, y'all gon see
I'm murdering the game, I'm a killer on the verse
I don't care about the fame, I got a gift not a curse
You can try to call a doctor, you can try to get a nurse
But if you pull up with a beat, that beat is leavin in a hearse
Cause I got the stones all this power make me say woah
Snappin on the beat like my name is f*ckin Thanos
Cheefin on this kush, you know my eyes always stay low
Call of duty shit, I just called in a pavelow
To spray all of you with my lyrical bullets
Crack a couple 40's and you know imma skull it
Don't ring the alarm until I tell you to pull it
Flowin with the top down, like im joe dirts mullet
I got my life balanced, always stayin in check
But if I gotta show off, then you know ima flex
Driving down the freeway, she's givin me neck
Call me Ralph, cause later that pussy I'ma wreck
Haters gonna hate it doesn't matter to me
Get in a circle, spit rhymes, pass the tree
Kick back, we relax, she ridin with me
I'm takin over the game, y'all gon see
I'm one of the iller rappin lady killers, Michael Jackson thriller
Make your spine chiller cause my flow cold as an iceberg so get familiar
I'm filling the pocket like billiards game auxiliar other MCs lookin sillier
Cause the music droppin now a days all sounds the same
We need to bring originality back to the game
I guess I'm the one thats gotta go supersaiyan
And show you how to be a legend give ya some training
I'm willing to tutor if your willing to learn
Real recognize real, so I'll always discern
If this doesn't resonate, well don't be concerned
I'm ain't talkin bout you, don't let your ears burn
Because I've always been about the good vibes
I don't run with a gang, but I got my own tribe
Got more honeys than a f*cking bee hive
This shit is real, I'm just speakin on my life
Cause my life is amazing, this trail I be blazin, God's who I'm praising
But hell is what I'm raising, eyes are glazin, mind is Dazin
But you know I'm not phasing, this is captivating, no rush not racin
If it was I'm first placin
Then I'm celebratin, I'm gonna be ragin
Pass out then awaken, get up and I'm paper chasin, what I got won't be taken
Once I get it I'm not wastin, success I'm embracin
Haters gonna hate doesn't matter to me
Get in a circle, spit rhymes, pass the tree
Kick back, we relax, she ridin with me
I'm takin over the game, y'all gon see
Haters gonna hate, it doesn't matter to me
Pass the tree
Yeah she's riding with me, I'm takin over
And y'all gonna see
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Writer: Nicholas Boyer
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Performed By: Chef Boyerdee
Length: 3:33
Written by: Nicholas Boyer

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