Freeway

What

Y'all got hate in your blood

This is f**ked up

Y'all got hate in your blood

This is f**ked up man

Y'all got hate in your blood

Listen

I know y'all n***as want me

I hear y'all n***as plottin'

I see y'all n***as lookin'

But I ain't stoppin' I'm gone in something fast

Through the city with no top

That reach 220 on the dash I'm so hot

In everybody's hood with other n***as' h*es

I'm throwin' paper at them b***hes

Screamin' So So

Now every spot I hit

I'm hearing different s**t

About homies that want me that weren't with me when I started this

It's f**ked up but I

But I can't let these n***as blurry my vision

On where I'm going and how I'm living ya know

I got a daughter now young age three

If her daddy don't shine then my shorty won't eat

Feel me

Do I floss YES

Sometimes I hit the block so d**n hard I start hatin' my self

It's bad I feel your pain dawg

But the only thing I'm about to change is the game motherf**ker

If you're sick of seeing n***as pop Cris

And talkin' bout stacking chips

You know what

You got hate in your blood

Sick of seeing Bentley's

And hearing n***as talk about sittin' on dubs

You got hate in your blood

If you're sick of seeing artists < it's the end>

And hearing artists < it's the end>

You know what

You got hate in your blood

Listen I know you n***as want me

I hear you n***as plottin'

I see you n***as lookin'

But I ain't stoppin it's on

Papi had raw then I bought him out

You know me f**k n***as

Kill 'em all let God sort 'em out

Rapid fire got my hands shakin'

And everybody hate dyin'

But most n***as die hatin'

While y'all run to the bank

I run to the brink

A real thug keep the Tommy gun under the mink

I got a glass kitchen

You can see what's under my sink

And I do s**t just to do it

Too much money to think

So you can hate all you want

I'mma still be 'Kiss

Dirty a lot of paper filthy rich

JD's the architect he built these hits

Ruff Ryder's So So Def feel this s**t

And you can tell any one of your boys

You might find 'em in a hood near you and any one of his toys

Cause I know you got hate in your blood

Still dump eight in your mug

So cock sucker take it and love uh

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Somebody tell me why man

Somebody tell me why

Do n***as just hate hate hate the way they do man

Let me explain something to y'all about me man

Why y'all think I was the first rap n***a on Mtv Cribs

Cause I'm a young fly flashy motherf**ker

Y'all think I'mma stop F**K NAW

I'mma keep ridin' down the block with my hat bent

In the black bent with them dubs on that s**t

We gon' still be in the club poppin' Cristal

Pourin' Belvidere on b***hes

We don't GIVE A F**K MAN

A matter of fact I wish I could smack the s**t

Out of one y'all n***as right now with some money

But you know what I'm saying

Cause y'all n***as just hate hate hate

Well y'all gonna have to just keep hatin' motherf**kers

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2x

B***h