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Hate Que Video (MV)




Performed By: QueDaMane
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Terence Williams




QueDaMane - Hate Que Lyrics
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A lame just sent me another death threat
He was lurkin on my page and I was dead fresh
One of the realist that ain't dead yet
I get respect the last time that I checked vvs on my neck
Niggas get swerved f*ck around then wreck you wasn't wit me on the curb
Then you ain't ridin the jet
The real agree I got em bobbin they head
Spit it simple and plan if you don't like me then you probably a lame
You can't trick with that poverty game got people hatin damane
Cuz real shit pump threw all of my veins
It sound good but that shit ain't official I can't hang around a nigga
If I know it's a issue it has to be addressed
The way I spit it has to be the best from the janitor to the ceo it has to be respect
And niggas claim they be goin hard but if you make under 30 a year
Nigga u might as well get a job
Ain't gotta sprint for it I can chill and jog specially
When you meant for it I ain't finna pause
I don't even need applause imma grind regardless QueDaMane
One of the hardest Flow retarded
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
I should've been in school I was in prison
So I guess u prolly know how I was livin
You can call me Q or call me Quintin
Pussy niggas new these niggas trippin
Everybody can't be Jordan sum niggas pippin
Everybody can't be the same sum niggas different
You don't kno how to cook get out my kitchen
You hard all on the book so why u flinchin
I am not regular offset
I was the kid in the office
They see my click they like aw shit
They bid on the work like a aution
I do not need a break
Continue to feed the hate
What we gone eat today
You hungry you need a plate
But pimpin ain't easy baby
My family need me baby
Tried to give you advice you didn't take it
Now yo head in a vice hope u make it
I'm African eyes look Jamaican
So many flavors I'm bakin
Money ain't able to trace it belly ring in her navel she naked
Money fallin like leaves and I rack it
Money fallin like leaves and u rack it
I want them trees by to acre
Ice blue and yellow like lakers
I am a doer a taker
I do not want her but take her
Give her back so y'all can make up
I know them pussy niggas hate us
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
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A lame just sent me another death threat
He was lurkin on my page and I was dead fresh
One of the realist that ain't dead yet
I get respect the last time that I checked vvs on my neck
Niggas get swerved f*ck around then wreck you wasn't wit me on the curb
Then you ain't ridin the jet
The real agree I got em bobbin they head
Spit it simple and plan if you don't like me then you probably a lame
You can't trick with that poverty game got people hatin damane
Cuz real shit pump threw all of my veins
It sound good but that shit ain't official I can't hang around a nigga
If I know it's a issue it has to be addressed
The way I spit it has to be the best from the janitor to the ceo it has to be respect
And niggas claim they be goin hard but if you make under 30 a year
Nigga u might as well get a job
Ain't gotta sprint for it I can chill and jog specially
When you meant for it I ain't finna pause
I don't even need applause imma grind regardless QueDaMane
One of the hardest Flow retarded
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
I should've been in school I was in prison
So I guess u prolly know how I was livin
You can call me Q or call me Quintin
Pussy niggas new these niggas trippin
Everybody can't be Jordan sum niggas pippin
Everybody can't be the same sum niggas different
You don't kno how to cook get out my kitchen
You hard all on the book so why u flinchin
I am not regular offset
I was the kid in the office
They see my click they like aw shit
They bid on the work like a aution
I do not need a break
Continue to feed the hate
What we gone eat today
You hungry you need a plate
But pimpin ain't easy baby
My family need me baby
Tried to give you advice you didn't take it
Now yo head in a vice hope u make it
I'm African eyes look Jamaican
So many flavors I'm bakin
Money ain't able to trace it belly ring in her navel she naked
Money fallin like leaves and I rack it
Money fallin like leaves and u rack it
I want them trees by to acre
Ice blue and yellow like lakers
I am a doer a taker
I do not want her but take her
Give her back so y'all can make up
I know them pussy niggas hate us
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
Every body hates que
Mutha f*ck y'all too
Wassup Wassup
Buss who
Tell them niggas cum threw
We gone slide on em now ain't gone do it if I wait later
Question me won't make a sound I won't tell investigator
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Writer: Terence Williams
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