Letra da Música Got 'em Hatin' de Plies
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intro:
it's a nitti beat... hey
hey plies, wassup? they said you got it on lock down there my nigga, hey
they said you gettin bout 20 stacks a mothafuckin show, right?
this yo first album, (wow), you fuckin wit yo boy nitti right? (that's right)
cuz we're live again, from ghettoville, usa that is, yo plies, you ready?
verse 1:
seven days a week, a full time baller,
a thug and a goon, whatever you wanna call it,
you hatin for nothin, cuz I'ma get mine irregardless,
you tryin to catch lil mama, I already done caught her.
you want the 26s, huh, I already done bought em,
you can't do what I do and that's part of the problem,
I got the haters goin crazy I ain't trying to stop em,
You want the streets, huh dog, I already done locked em.
You love blue diamonds, already done copped em,
you always talk about K's, but ain't never shot em,
I'm certified and real, lil homey you a flaw,
You a full-blown hater, that's what I call em.
Chorus:
I'm in the doggone six and stay (got em hatin),
fucked the broad that he wanted (now I got em hatin),
his pape ain't been right lately (got em hatin),
my jewelery game amazin (now I got em hatin).
I'm in the doggone six and stay (got em hatin),
fucked the broad that he wanted (now I got em hatin),
his pape ain't been right lately (got em hatin),
you ain't doin somethin right if you ain't (got em hatin).
verse 2:
I'm the man in my city, you just live here,
you just got in the streets, I've been out chea,
you still dreamin about it, I did it in a year,
you a pussy so I know you hate me off the rear.
You can't move how I move, you ain't got chips,
I can blow it and don't miss it, got grip,
I can merc you when I wanna, cuz I got clips,
30-round extended .380 on the hip.
Heard you was cryin when you was locked up, you a trip,
I know the goons that robbed you, you ain't done shit,
you the one that told, you the one soft as shit,
now you walkin round like you had closed lips.
In the back of yo mind you wish Plies wadn't real,
ain't never been a hater, I don't know how it feel,
if you know like I know, lil homey, better chill,
or you gon' have them bushes movin in frontcha crib.
(Chorus)
verse 3:
Some wanna see me broke, some wanna see me in the feds,
the haters hate you when you livin, love you when you're dead,
he just a mad rapper, he ain't blew yet,
the streets don't feel him, I ain't have to go through that.
I'm on fire in the streets, just got my feet wet,
and you don't think I'ma sell a mil', then take the bet,
I'm just one of few who ain't went commercial yet,
I want you to see me when I got the top back
you got no choice to talk about me, look how I act,
**And why Plies so wild if he got stacks**
he got a hundred goons around him when he rock his ice,
if you ain't thuggin, you won't understand the thug life.
(Chorus to fade)
it's a nitti beat... hey
hey plies, wassup? they said you got it on lock down there my nigga, hey
they said you gettin bout 20 stacks a mothafuckin show, right?
this yo first album, (wow), you fuckin wit yo boy nitti right? (that's right)
cuz we're live again, from ghettoville, usa that is, yo plies, you ready?
verse 1:
seven days a week, a full time baller,
a thug and a goon, whatever you wanna call it,
you hatin for nothin, cuz I'ma get mine irregardless,
you tryin to catch lil mama, I already done caught her.
you want the 26s, huh, I already done bought em,
you can't do what I do and that's part of the problem,
I got the haters goin crazy I ain't trying to stop em,
You want the streets, huh dog, I already done locked em.
You love blue diamonds, already done copped em,
you always talk about K's, but ain't never shot em,
I'm certified and real, lil homey you a flaw,
You a full-blown hater, that's what I call em.
Chorus:
I'm in the doggone six and stay (got em hatin),
fucked the broad that he wanted (now I got em hatin),
his pape ain't been right lately (got em hatin),
my jewelery game amazin (now I got em hatin).
I'm in the doggone six and stay (got em hatin),
fucked the broad that he wanted (now I got em hatin),
his pape ain't been right lately (got em hatin),
you ain't doin somethin right if you ain't (got em hatin).
verse 2:
I'm the man in my city, you just live here,
you just got in the streets, I've been out chea,
you still dreamin about it, I did it in a year,
you a pussy so I know you hate me off the rear.
You can't move how I move, you ain't got chips,
I can blow it and don't miss it, got grip,
I can merc you when I wanna, cuz I got clips,
30-round extended .380 on the hip.
Heard you was cryin when you was locked up, you a trip,
I know the goons that robbed you, you ain't done shit,
you the one that told, you the one soft as shit,
now you walkin round like you had closed lips.
In the back of yo mind you wish Plies wadn't real,
ain't never been a hater, I don't know how it feel,
if you know like I know, lil homey, better chill,
or you gon' have them bushes movin in frontcha crib.
(Chorus)
verse 3:
Some wanna see me broke, some wanna see me in the feds,
the haters hate you when you livin, love you when you're dead,
he just a mad rapper, he ain't blew yet,
the streets don't feel him, I ain't have to go through that.
I'm on fire in the streets, just got my feet wet,
and you don't think I'ma sell a mil', then take the bet,
I'm just one of few who ain't went commercial yet,
I want you to see me when I got the top back
you got no choice to talk about me, look how I act,
**And why Plies so wild if he got stacks**
he got a hundred goons around him when he rock his ice,
if you ain't thuggin, you won't understand the thug life.
(Chorus to fade)
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Intérprete | Plies |
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