This Bossie Bad Azz(Bossie Bad Azz)And I Want To Know Tonite Why They Hatin On Me(Why They Hatin On Me)(Shit)
[Chorus:]
Tell Me Why They Hatin(Why They Hatin)Hatin On Me(Why They Hatin On Me)Cause I'm Tryin 2 Get This Paper(Tryin 2 Get This Paper) Thuggin N These Streets(Thuggin N These Streets)
[Verse 1:]
Nigga Ate At My Mama Table My Daughter Called Him Uncle(She Called Him Uncle) I Treated Him Like He Was Donkey And He Told On Me The Judge Lookin Like He Want To Drop A Load On Me My Nigga Lookin Like He Want 2 Break The Code On Me Tell Me Why They Let Me Ride 4 A Year Now They Want My 7/45 Until I Show 4 This Here Nigga Try To Sneak Me But That's Hoe Shit U Anit Gone Get No Strikes Off Me Lil Daddy U Better Try Some Mo Shit Now They F*ckin With My Girl Head The Hoes She Round Keep Puttin Her Soilder Down And She Can't Focus Now(MMM)Anit That A Shame How They F*ckup Yo Name Tell Promoter U Go Cut Throat Em Now U Missin Yo Chain Who Gone Take The Pistol Job Everybody Convict Been 2 5 Funerals In 3 Mouths Lord Knows That I Miss I Guess When I Get Old And Great And My Mission Is Done Pussy Mutherf*cker Ya'll Gone Hate On My Son
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
From The Craddle 2 The Grave I'm Gone Alwayz B A Hustler As Long As U Succeed They Gone Alwayz Be A Buster They Hated Dr.King They Hated When He Marched They Hated Malcolm X And They Hated Rosa Parks
Sumtimes Yo Enimy On Yo Passenger Side Ridin With Cha Gettin High U Can't Believe But U Know That He Sneakin When I Was 5 My Mama Looked At Her Son And Told Me Boy U Gone Break Hearts Cause U 2 Cute For Just 1 I Guess This Baby Face And These Rap Skills That God Bless Me With Got Niggas Nuts Hangin Ready To Come And Test Me Bitch But Look U Know They say I was dead 2 shots up in my head some say I OD'd of dat X wat dey gon say next?
[Chorus]
[Verus 3:]
Now They Say Me And Webbie Beef We On The Same Team We Drop Hits U Nosie Bitch We Got The Same Dream Alot Of Niggas Playa Hatin Cause They Anit Me So When It's Mine Don't Hesitate 2 Spank Me Don Seen Alot Of Shit Lord Knows I Try Rumors Hurt Me Inside But I'm Still Showin Pride Want Thing Like Jang Sweat Like Beans But I Got Dreams 2 B The Man And I Never Change No Matter How Raw We Get I'm Beast Mode Lil Daddy So I'm Prepared 4 The Rawest Shit They called me out my name they told me I was stunnin I told em one day bitch I'm a have some OPRAH money
[Chorus]
Hatin Video (MV)
Performed By: Lil Boosie
Written by: B. ROME, BRUCE ROME, JEREMY ALLEN, JEREMY VARNARD ALLEN, M. ROACH, TORENCE HATCH
Lil Boosie - Hatin Lyrics
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This Bossie Bad Azz(Bossie Bad Azz)And I Want To Know Tonite Why They Hatin On Me(Why They Hatin On Me)(Shit)
[Chorus:]
Tell Me Why They Hatin(Why They Hatin)Hatin On Me(Why They Hatin On Me)Cause I'm Tryin 2 Get This Paper(Tryin 2 Get This Paper) Thuggin N These Streets(Thuggin N These Streets)
[Verse 1:]
Nigga Ate At My Mama Table My Daughter Called Him Uncle(She Called Him Uncle) I Treated Him Like He Was Donkey And He Told On Me The Judge Lookin Like He Want To Drop A Load On Me My Nigga Lookin Like He Want 2 Break The Code On Me Tell Me Why They Let Me Ride 4 A Year Now They Want My 7/45 Until I Show 4 This Here Nigga Try To Sneak Me But That's Hoe Shit U Anit Gone Get No Strikes Off Me Lil Daddy U Better Try Some Mo Shit Now They F*ckin With My Girl Head The Hoes She Round Keep Puttin Her Soilder Down And She Can't Focus Now(MMM)Anit That A Shame How They F*ckup Yo Name Tell Promoter U Go Cut Throat Em Now U Missin Yo Chain Who Gone Take The Pistol Job Everybody Convict Been 2 5 Funerals In 3 Mouths Lord Knows That I Miss I Guess When I Get Old And Great And My Mission Is Done Pussy Mutherf*cker Ya'll Gone Hate On My Son
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
From The Craddle 2 The Grave I'm Gone Alwayz B A Hustler As Long As U Succeed They Gone Alwayz Be A Buster They Hated Dr.King They Hated When He Marched They Hated Malcolm X And They Hated Rosa Parks
Sumtimes Yo Enimy On Yo Passenger Side Ridin With Cha Gettin High U Can't Believe But U Know That He Sneakin When I Was 5 My Mama Looked At Her Son And Told Me Boy U Gone Break Hearts Cause U 2 Cute For Just 1 I Guess This Baby Face And These Rap Skills That God Bless Me With Got Niggas Nuts Hangin Ready To Come And Test Me Bitch But Look U Know They say I was dead 2 shots up in my head some say I OD'd of dat X wat dey gon say next?
[Chorus]
[Verus 3:]
Now They Say Me And Webbie Beef We On The Same Team We Drop Hits U Nosie Bitch We Got The Same Dream Alot Of Niggas Playa Hatin Cause They Anit Me So When It's Mine Don't Hesitate 2 Spank Me Don Seen Alot Of Shit Lord Knows I Try Rumors Hurt Me Inside But I'm Still Showin Pride Want Thing Like Jang Sweat Like Beans But I Got Dreams 2 B The Man And I Never Change No Matter How Raw We Get I'm Beast Mode Lil Daddy So I'm Prepared 4 The Rawest Shit They called me out my name they told me I was stunnin I told em one day bitch I'm a have some OPRAH money
[Chorus]
[Chorus:]
Tell Me Why They Hatin(Why They Hatin)Hatin On Me(Why They Hatin On Me)Cause I'm Tryin 2 Get This Paper(Tryin 2 Get This Paper) Thuggin N These Streets(Thuggin N These Streets)
[Verse 1:]
Nigga Ate At My Mama Table My Daughter Called Him Uncle(She Called Him Uncle) I Treated Him Like He Was Donkey And He Told On Me The Judge Lookin Like He Want To Drop A Load On Me My Nigga Lookin Like He Want 2 Break The Code On Me Tell Me Why They Let Me Ride 4 A Year Now They Want My 7/45 Until I Show 4 This Here Nigga Try To Sneak Me But That's Hoe Shit U Anit Gone Get No Strikes Off Me Lil Daddy U Better Try Some Mo Shit Now They F*ckin With My Girl Head The Hoes She Round Keep Puttin Her Soilder Down And She Can't Focus Now(MMM)Anit That A Shame How They F*ckup Yo Name Tell Promoter U Go Cut Throat Em Now U Missin Yo Chain Who Gone Take The Pistol Job Everybody Convict Been 2 5 Funerals In 3 Mouths Lord Knows That I Miss I Guess When I Get Old And Great And My Mission Is Done Pussy Mutherf*cker Ya'll Gone Hate On My Son
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
From The Craddle 2 The Grave I'm Gone Alwayz B A Hustler As Long As U Succeed They Gone Alwayz Be A Buster They Hated Dr.King They Hated When He Marched They Hated Malcolm X And They Hated Rosa Parks
Sumtimes Yo Enimy On Yo Passenger Side Ridin With Cha Gettin High U Can't Believe But U Know That He Sneakin When I Was 5 My Mama Looked At Her Son And Told Me Boy U Gone Break Hearts Cause U 2 Cute For Just 1 I Guess This Baby Face And These Rap Skills That God Bless Me With Got Niggas Nuts Hangin Ready To Come And Test Me Bitch But Look U Know They say I was dead 2 shots up in my head some say I OD'd of dat X wat dey gon say next?
[Chorus]
[Verus 3:]
Now They Say Me And Webbie Beef We On The Same Team We Drop Hits U Nosie Bitch We Got The Same Dream Alot Of Niggas Playa Hatin Cause They Anit Me So When It's Mine Don't Hesitate 2 Spank Me Don Seen Alot Of Shit Lord Knows I Try Rumors Hurt Me Inside But I'm Still Showin Pride Want Thing Like Jang Sweat Like Beans But I Got Dreams 2 B The Man And I Never Change No Matter How Raw We Get I'm Beast Mode Lil Daddy So I'm Prepared 4 The Rawest Shit They called me out my name they told me I was stunnin I told em one day bitch I'm a have some OPRAH money
[Chorus]
Writer: B. ROME, BRUCE ROME, JEREMY ALLEN, JEREMY VARNARD ALLEN, M. ROACH, TORENCE HATCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.