Dorreace Da Loon - Hatin' 4 What Lyrics

Niggas steady hating, For what
Get your cake up
Hustled so damn long
Time to go take a vacation

Please don't do me wrong
Yeah my best friend name be satan
Ain't no cap in my rap, If you trapping
Where your paper
Where your paper

Fresh as hell no peppermint
Your bitch like Penelope
My lil bitch she heaven sent
But I sense what the devil think
All this gold dripping like a faucet
This that yellow sink
Don't call me for ten a G
Broke boy you offending me
Riding in that big body bens
But i'm skinny though
She don't want to f*ck with me, because she know I got plenty hoes
Hot box at the double tree
F*ck up my vibe, We get rid of you
Yeah... Chopper get rid of you
Shit can get real physical
Niggas steady hating, For what
Get your cake up
Hustled so damn long
Time to go take a vacation
Please don't do me wrong
Yeah my best friend name be satan
Ain't no cap in my rap, If you trapping
Where your paper

Don't pop xans
This lean help, It calm me down
Stick to the plan
Knew this shit was gone pay off
Count it up, add it up
Run it up no football field
Trap look like a football field
Had to step my foot on that field
Think I need to be saved mama
Been down, I done stayed humble
Ball hard like Terry Porter
Pull off in a transformer
Damn
Pop me a transformer
Pink molly, That transform her
Bad lil freak hoe
Rocking this designer mink coat
Don't pop xans
This lean help, it's calms me down
Stick to the plan
Knew this shit was gone pay off
Count it up, add it up
Run it up no football field
Trap look like a football field
Had to step my foot on that field

Yea i'm the man
King of the city, Bitch where my crown
Vlone pants
Live alone, Die alone what i'm bout
All these packs touchdown
We ain't never seen a drought
All these packs touchdown
We ain't never seeing a drought
Swear I got through every problem, I can't do wrong
If it ain't bout honchos, Then I can't pick up the phone
They done let me in my zone
ET phone home
F*ck around got in my zone
Yeah
Sipping on purple that fluid
Knock a pussy out like Floyd
Niggas ain't gang, I know it
Ain't having stains, I know it
Gwopp on me, You know it
That glock on me, You know it... Yeah

Whole gang full of them shooters
Young niggas move when I say so
Hundred round clip, That's a movie
Real blue hundred in my bankroll
Fresh as hell nigga i'm groovey
My way nigga, That's the way it go

Fresh as hell no peppermint
Your bitch like Penelope
My lil bitch she heaven sent
But I sense what the devil think
All this gold dripping like a faucet
This that yellow sink
Don't call me for ten a G
Broke boy you offending me
Riding in that big body bens
But i'm skinny though
She don't want to f*ck with me, because she know I got plenty hoes
Hot box at the double tree
F*ck up my vibe, We get rid of you
Yeah... Chopper get rid of you
Shit can get real physical

Niggas steady hating, For what
Get your cake up
Hustled so damn long
Time to go take a vacation
Time to go take a vacation
Time to go take a vacation