paroles de chanson Hatin' - Lil Boosie
(Intro:)
Lil
boosie
bad
azz
(lil
boosie
bad
azz)
An
I
wanna
know
tonite
Y
dey
hatin
on
me?
Shh.
Ima
good
nigga
believe
that
Lets
roll...
(Chorus:)
Tell
me
y
dey
hatin
(y
dey
hatin)
Hatin
on
me
(y
dey
hatin
on
me)
'Cause
Im
tryna
get
this
paper
('cause
im
tryna
get
this
paper)
Thuggin
in
these
streets
(thuggin
in
these
streets)
(Verse:)
Niggahated
my
momma
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
wanna
drop
a
load
on
me
My
nigga
loookin
like
he
wanna
break
the
code
on
me
Tell
me
y
they
let
me
ride
for
a
year
Now
they
want
my
745
until
I
show
for
this
here
Nigga
tried
to
sneak
me
but
thats
hoe
shit
You
aint
gonna
get
no
strikes
off
me
lil
daddy
u
betta
try
sum
moe
shit
Now
he
f**k
wit
my
gurl
head
Da
hoes
she
be
round
kept
puttin
her
souldja
down
and
she
cant
focus
now
(un
un
un)
Aint
that
a
shame
how
they
f**k
up
ya
name
Tell
Promoters
ya
gon
cut
throat
em
now
ya
missin
ya
change
Who
gon
take
the
pistol
charges
and
everybody
convicted
Been
to
5 funerals
in
3 months
Lord
knows
that
I
miss
em
I
guess
when
I
get
old
and
grey
and
my
mission
is
done
You
pussy
mutha
f**kas
yall
gon
hate
on
my
son
(Chorus:)
Tell
me
y
dey
hatin
(y
dey
hatin)
Hatin
on
me
(y
dey
hatin
on
me)
'Cause
Im
tryna
get
this
paper
('cause
im
tryna
get
this
paper)
Thuggin
in
these
streets
(thuggin
in
these
streets)
(Verse:)
From
da
cradle
to
the
grave
Ima
always
be
a
hustler
As
long
as
u
16
they
gon
always
be
a
buster
They
hated
Dr.King
they
hated
when
he
marched
They
hated
Malcolm
X
and
they
hated
Rosa
Parks
Sometime
yo
enemy
on
yo
passenger
side
Riding
wit
cha
gettin
high
But
u
cant
believe
it
But
u
know
dat
he
sneaky
When
I
was
five
my
mama
looked
at
her
son
she
said
boy
You
gon
break
hearts
'cause
you
to
cute
for
just
one
I
guess
its
this
baby
face
and
rap
skills
that
God
blessed
me
wit
Got
nigga
nuts
hangin
ready
to
come
and
test
me
bitch
but
look
You
know
that
say
I
was
dead
2 shot
up
in
my
head
Sum
say
I
OVed
off
dat
X
Wat
they
gon
say
next?
(Chorus:)
Tell
me
y
dey
hatin
(y
dey
hatin)
Hatin
on
me
(y
dey
hatin
on
me)
'Cause
Im
tryna
get
this
paper
('cause
im
tryna
get
this
paper)
Thuggin
in
these
streets
(thuggin
in
these
streets)
(Verse:)
Now
they
say
me
and
Weebie
beef
we
on
the
same
team
We
drop
hits
you
nosey
bitch
we
got
the
same
dream
Alot
of
niggas
playa
hate
'cause
they
aint
me
So
when
they
mine
they
wont
hesitate
to
spank
me
Done
seen
alot
of
shit
Lord
knows
I
try
Rumors
hurt
me
inside
but
Im
still
showin
pride
Want
diggahs
like
jigga
with
a
brain
like
dane
Cant
slip
like
beans
'cause
i
dreams
to
be
da
mayne
But
I
never
change
no
matter
how
raw
it
get
Im
beast
mode
lil
daddy
so
Im
prepared
for
the
rawest
shit
They
called
me
out
my
name
They
told
me
I
was
stuntin
I
told
them
one
day
bitch
Ima
have
sum
Oprah
money
(Chorus:)
Tell
me
y
dey
hatin
(y
dey
hatin)
Hatin
on
me
(y
dey
hatin
on
me)
'Cause
Im
tryna
get
this
paper
('cause
im
tryna
get
this
paper)
Thuggin
in
these
streets
(thuggin
in
these
streets)
(Chorus:)
Tell
me
y
dey
hatin
(y
dey
hatin)
Hatin
on
me
(y
dey
hatin
on
me)
'Cause
Im
tryna
get
this
paper
('cause
im
tryna
get
this
paper)
Thuggin
in
these
streets
(thuggin
in
these
streets)
1 Set It Off
2 Zoom
3 Movies
4 That's What They Like
5 I Remember
6 Soft To Hard
7 My Struggle
8 I'm Mad
9 I Represent
10 Hatin'
11 Exciting
12 Distant Lover
13 Goin' Thru Some Thangs
14 Smoking On Purple
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