Haterz Lyrics – The Game
Singer: The Game
Title: Haterz
These rap n#gg#s hate and they smile in my face
You rabbit n#gg#s, man. The turtle ain’t one to waste
And, the radio debate what the f#ck they going to play
All the hot sh#t is my shit; they take what I say
Play scrabble with my words and put it on the front page
They go find a picture of 50 and Game
Say it’s East vs. West; New York and L.A
Since I dont’ button up, now I’m beefin’ with Jay
Apologize in seconds
You n#gg#s is reckless, you’re not going to pay me to beef
With a legend
My pride I’d protect it, the streets I respect it
I’m not trying to replace Pac so accеpt
After 5 million records; the Dr.Drе lectures; and 3 world
Tours
West Coast Resurrected
My form to the group of help was rejected
I felt abandoned so I threw away my necklace
I can hear n#gg#s talking, whispering in the dark they’re
Like dogs with no bark
When I pull over and park then guns starts to spark and the
Bullets find the mark
n#gg#s outlined in the chalk and I speak from the heart
When I say that I kill you, it’s simple and plain
This industry is fake and I can’t understand how a grown #ss
Man
Sent a b#tch to the pen, how you snitched on stan; he’s a
b#tch like his man
He’d of did you for a grand. Eminem called him stan
I’m going to say it again
If I had one more chance I would’ve break all of his ribs
With my bare f#ckin’ hands
I’m a gangsta with fire
You ain’t, you a liar
You ain’t got no pride, there’s a snitch in the wire
Your fan base knows that you’re gangsta is dying
I won’t stop until that wanksta retires
After 20 magazines and a couple of awards
I can close the first chapter; put my plaques on the wall
To the top of the billboard
Who ever knew that I would sell more than Destiny Child and
U2?
Or do a song with Busta, go neck and neck with Usher?
Went gold in a week, I’m a bad mutherf#cka
This Gangsta Disciple and vice lord sh#t
Brown pride, latin king
This is blood, this is crip
Hit the Impala Switch
I keep a clip for any n#gg# that said I f#ck his b#tch
Or changed cause I’m rich, saying Game used to strip
n#gg#s weren’t saying sh#t until I came with a hit
Now you want to see me dead, blood stains in his whip
Take a father from his son, put my name in cement
After I’m gone they gonna sample my songs
You can bury my bones but my music lives on
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