Album : Bad Azz
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This Boosie, Bad A**
And I wanna know tonight why they hatin' on me
Could a *** believe it? Let's roll

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets

Ate at my mama table, my daughter called him uncle
I treated him like he was Donkey and he told on me
The judge lookin' like he wanna drop a load on me
My *** lookin' like he wanna break the code on me

Tell me why they let me ride for a year
Now they want my 745 until I show for this here
Try to sneak me but that's ***
You ain't gon' get no stripes off me, lil' daddy
You better try some mo' ***

Now they *** wit my girl head
Them *** she 'round keep puttin' her soldier down
And she can't focus now
Ain't that a shame how they *** up yo' name?
Tell promoters you go cut throat 'em now you missin' yo' chain

Who gon' take the pistol charges, everybody convict
Been to 5 funerals in 3 months, Lord knows that I miss
I guess when I get old and great and my mission is done
*** motherf***, y'all gon' hate on my son

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets

From the cradle to the grave, I'm gon' always be a hustler
As long as you succeed, they gon' always be a buster
They hated Dr. King, they hated when he marched
They hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa Parks

Sometimes yo' enemy on yo' passenger side
Ridin' wit cha, gettin' high
But you can't believe it but you know that he sneakin'
When I was 5, my mama looked at her son and told me
"Boy, you gon' break hearts 'cause you too cute for just one?

I guess this baby face and these rap skills that God bless me wit
Got *** hangin', ready to come and test me ***
But look, you know they say I was dead, 2 shots up in my head
Some say I O.D.ed off that ***, what they gon' say next?

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets

Now they say me and Webbie beef, we on the same team
We drop hits, you nosy ***, we got the same dream
A lotta *** playa hatin' 'cause they ain't me
So when they mine, they won't hesitate to spank me

They seen a lotta ***, Lord knows I try
Rumors hurt me inside but I'm still showin' pride
Want figures like Jigga, with a brain like Dane
Can't skip like beans 'cause I got dreams to be the man

But I never change, ain't no matter how raw we get
I'm beast mode, lil' daddy, so I'm prepared for the rawest ***
They called me out my name, they told me I was stuntin'
Told them one day ***, I'm gon' have some Oprah money

Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets
Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me
'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets
This Boosie, Bad A**   And I wanna know tonight why they hatin' on me   Could a *** believe it? Let's roll      Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me   'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets      Ate at my mama table, my daughter called him uncle   I treated him like he was Donkey and he told on me   The judge lookin' like he wanna drop a load on me   My *** lookin' like he wanna break the code on me      Tell me why they let me ride for a year   Now they want my 745 until I show for this here   Try to sneak me but that's ***   You ain't gon' get no stripes off me, lil' daddy   You better try some mo' ***      Now they *** wit my girl head   Them *** she 'round keep puttin' her soldier down   And she can't focus now   Ain't that a shame how they *** up yo' name?   Tell promoters you go cut throat 'em now you missin' yo' chain      Who gon' take the pistol charges, everybody convict   Been to 5 funerals in 3 months, Lord knows that I miss   I guess when I get old and great and my mission is done   *** motherf***, y'all gon' hate on my son      Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me   'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets      From the cradle to the grave, I'm gon' always be a hustler   As long as you succeed, they gon' always be a buster   They hated Dr. King, they hated when he marched   They hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa Parks      Sometimes yo' enemy on yo' passenger side   Ridin' wit cha, gettin' high   But you can't believe it but you know that he sneakin'   When I was 5, my mama looked at her son and told me   "Boy, you gon' break hearts 'cause you too cute for just one?      I guess this baby face and these rap skills that God bless me wit   Got *** hangin', ready to come and test me ***   But look, you know they say I was dead, 2 shots up in my head   Some say I O.D.ed off that ***, what they gon' say next?      Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me   'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets      Now they say me and Webbie beef, we on the same team   We drop hits, you nosy ***, we got the same dream   A lotta *** playa hatin' 'cause they ain't me   So when they mine, they won't hesitate to spank me      They seen a lotta ***, Lord knows I try   Rumors hurt me inside but I'm still showin' pride   Want figures like Jigga, with a brain like Dane   Can't skip like beans 'cause I got dreams to be the man      But I never change, ain't no matter how raw we get   I'm beast mode, lil' daddy, so I'm prepared for the rawest ***   They called me out my name, they told me I was stuntin'   Told them one day ***, I'm gon' have some Oprah money      Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me   'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets   Tell me why they hatin', hatin' on me   'Cause I'm tryna get this paper thuggin' in these streets
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