Текст песни Quit Hatin - E-40
1]
What
you
hatin'
for,
nigga?
We
started
off
with
the
sun
I
kept
it
thorough
while
you
fucked
Around,
played
yourself
out
the
game
Going
against
the
grain,
I
don't,
I
maintain
my
solidness,
mayne
Sucker
shit,
I
want
it
to
come
back
and
bite
you,
mayne
I'm
off
the
Sluricane
right
now
and
it's
working,
I'm
getting
tipsy
Whiskey,
my
eyes
red,
same
color
as
a
hickey
Sticky
dew
icky,
that's
what
I
smoke
for
my
pain
The
struggle,
the
trouble,
the
memory
in
my
brain
I
grew
up
around
real
ones
and
bullshitters
Had
to
cut
a
couple
of
'em
off
like
some
scissors
Gotta
be
on
point,
can't
be
dragging
your
feet
and
acting
lost
Don't
be
snoozing
and
sneezing,
my
nigga,
cattin'
off
Like
a
jumping
spider,
keep
a
set
of
extra
eyes
So
we
can
coming,
element
of
the
surprise
Niggas
ain't
got
no
problem
taking
niggas'
lives
Don't
protect
your
pumpkin,
they'll
it
into
pumpkin
pie
The
bitch
in
my
left
ear
telling
me
Some
shit
that
this
hoe
ass
nigga
just
said
Same
nigga
that
she
talking
'bout
in
my
Right
ear
like
'Nigga,
let's
get
this
bread'
Ol'
hoe
ass
nigga
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
Why
the
fuck
you
worried
about
how
much
money
this
player
making?
Why
the
fuck
you
concerned
the
way
I
talk
to
my
bitch?
Why
the
fuck
is
your
sneaky
ass
all
up
in
a
pimp
mix?
Why
you
gotta
tell
my
broad
that
I
be
cheating,
you
snitch?
If
we
was
the
only
ones
left
on
Earth,
you
would
push
me
off
a
cliff
This
one
of
them
uptempo,
hyphy
Rick
Rocker
type
of
slaps
Make
me
fuck
around
and
grow
my
dreads
back
My
follow-up
game
is
on
point,
I'm
having
my
yen
Return
phone
calls
and
you
will
keep
your
friends
Free
all
of
my
folks
behind
them
walls
in
the
pen
I
took
all
of
my
ones
and
went
and
bought
me
a
Benz
Left
the
stickers
on
the
windows
and
the
tires
Fresh
off
the
car
lot,
zero
miles
All
of
my
block
baboons,
they
mannish
and
they
mainey
Hunting
rifles,
they'll
shoot
you
like
Dick
Cheney
(BLAOW!)
The
bitch
in
my
left
ear
telling
me
Some
shit
that
this
hoe
ass
nigga
just
said
Same
nigga
that
she
talking
'bout
in
my
Right
ear
like
'Nigga,
let's
get
this
bread'
Ol'
hoe
ass
nigga
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Get
somewhere
where
they
love
you
at,
mark
You
ain't
welcome
around
this
side
of
the
Earth
You
ain't'
liked
around
these
parts
You
ain't
never
did
nothing
to
help
nobody
You
ain't
never
did
nothing
to
help
the
kids
All
you
do
is
stir
up
mess
and
stay
in
people
business
Get
your
life
ol'
ass
nigga,
I'm
out
here
pushing
these
raps
What
you
doing
besides
hating?
What
have
you
done
for
the
map?
You
a
plague,
you
a
germ,
you
a
fungus
without
a
doubt
Ain't
got
a
pot
to
piss
in
or
a
window
to
throw
it
out
They
desperate
these
days,
do
anything
for
money
Eight
times
out
of
ten,
it
don't
be
your
friends,
it
be
they
company
That'll
leave
a
door
unlocked
and
set
you
up
for
the
take
Leave
a
window,
let
'em
enter
your
escape
Look
at
the
way
that
I
carry
myself,
you
can
tell
I'm
a
factor
I'm
having
my
yaper,
I'm
thorough,
that
nigga
right
there
don't
matter
And
it's
a
reason
why
he
don't
doubt,
'Cause
he
ain't
got
nothin'
to
count
'Cause
he
broke,
hoping
I
get
murked
or
croaked
The
bitch
in
my
left
ear
telling
me
Some
shit
that
this
hoe
ass
nigga
just
said
Same
nigga
that
she
talking
'bout
in
my
Right
ear
like
'Nigga,
let's
get
this
bread'
Ol'
hoe
ass
nigga
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin')
Nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin'
on
me
(Bitch
nigga,
quit
hatin
1 Programmin
2 Can't Fuck with Me
3 Money Sack
4 Red Cup
5 Knockin' At The Light
6 Choices (Yup)
7 Three Jobs
8 Paint the Picture (feat. Turf Talk & Cousin Fik)
9 Straight Mobbin'
10 2 Fingers
11 Playa
12 707
13 Same Since '88
14 Family
15 It's the First (feat. Cousin Fik & Turf Talk)
16 That's Right
17 Bass Rocks
18 Sellin Dope Ain't Fun (feat. Mack 10)
19 Real Nigga (feat. Kirko Bangz)
20 Quit Hatin
21 Bout to Pour Up
22 Baddest In The Building
23 Sleep (feat. Ludacris & Plies)
24 Real Game for a Player
25 Give Me Love
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