Dj Kay Slay - Niggaz Hate lyrics

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Feat. Lock Smith, Jay Rock & Trae Tha Truth

(Verse: DJ Kay Slay)

I remember the slender slither of opportunity

When I loosen the noose of me choosing to subdue what amuses me

Used to be stuck in the rich but the poor state of mind still amuses me

Musically, was out number cues and peas I was told I was uselessly

Sort of like breaking slaves and embracing their racial wow

Niggas would scream hate when they state that they hate the polls

Maybe the same reason our fathers be leaving home

Cause niggas be killing niggas for a land they don't even own

So picture what life would be like in a lively hood after rewrite

It's likely, despite of the type but I might need a high without right

But I might just be guiding the light, and advising the plight of the smite

And I highly advise you to hide your pipe on this side of my sight

Niggas is poor sports, quick to kill they homie

Then flee till they're porch short

See the cops as they runnin' like Salem and Northo

Skin bleachin' and colonized teachin'

I guess it's all self

(Verse: Jay Rock)

Niggas hate the fact you woke up, hate you didn't die in your sleep

Now they spend another day in defeat

Niggas be hatin' for no reason

Look, they ain't sockin' shit out, niggas be squeezin'

Pop-pop and that's the end of yo evening

Grinny niggas be scheemin', and like they be hungry for beef

But turnin' vegan

Cause hey, the way of the world, that's ow it go down

Hatin' that true growin' up, that's how it go down

Look around, money and pussy, pussy and money

More that you get it, the more that you feel they actin' so funny

So watch it, homies and FEDS eye ballin'

Puttin' gram on instant, lay yo ass in prison

Snapshot, it caught the contraband in the backdroppin'

The nigga took a selffie of himself up in the traphouse

Stupid, look, real niggas hate that

The SWAT kickin' doors down, cleanin' out just like A-Checks

Betta be cautious, stackin' green up like Saint Pat

You jokers tryna pinch me, crazy, straight jet

Niggas hate that so I goal a ?

It's Rock, motherfucker, really I stay flex

(Verse: Trae Tha Truth)

Yeah, pussy nigga conversation ain't nothin' with talkin'

Leave my shooters, send them away and have them surfin' the cold

The sound of niggas nowadays, they hatin', sayin' they dick riddin'

I heard they called a tip and sold the misses with the chick right

Pillow talkin' they business, my business give no fucks

Weigh this on my momma, this topic will self destruct

Went a Poseidon, disassemble then run on different directions

When it's oversaid then yo departure gon' be yo bliss

Rid niggas of all tha tbullshit, hateful, what?!

You claim to keep it gangsta but you fuck niggas gay for what?

Fuck you and yo dry sittin' man, cause we

We hustle round the clock, you ain't get up yo ass and try shit

Broke bitch!