Flesh-N-Bone

Flesh-N-Bone - Playa Hater lyrics

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[K] All my niggas, my niggas, my niggas...

Killa, me killa, me killa, me killa, me killa

[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Why must I got the glock nine?

[F] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time, time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

Come follow me down East 99, down East 99

[Flesh]

Nowadays, make me go to pack a pump

When I'm tryin' to stay thuggin it

In the way, playa haters see me, get a grudge

What's on they mind?

Nigga, that's sluggin' it

Got a feelin' to swang, hang, bang

Had a bullet headed to the top, drop

And the playa haters same old, Mo Thug, Bone

Nigga roll, strut these nuts, get a pap

Tossed in the Cuyahoga River slain

Test the Fifth Dawg

Slip the clip in, rollin' on

Yellin' off murda mo

Better jump in the ?,

Now we're (looted thugs, smug) here I go

Let's serve them hoes

It's on, niggas sick of this hater-ism

How my gat gonna try to keep comin'

Ain't it hard dealin', slangin' dope

Fill the block with the niggas here to run off the Bone

Well, here we go with the untouched feelin' rythym

Hoes feelin' a nigga to put in their eardrum

Every now and then fall into ?

Stand the post when the Bone ?

Runnin' through the one under the top lock

Gotta creep how we hoop

And shot the rock through the bomb-ass house party jumpin'

Look in the hood, last stop, and we won't stop

One got dropped, oh why deadly, oh so deadly

Throwin' these thangs in a Gang of people mine

Runnin' up on me, it'll be dreadful

Flesh come to be the boss with pride, no time

[Layzie]

You got the clout

You got the clout

So much clout, Mo Thug is what it's all about

And I'm livin' in a nation of abomination

Suppress the playa hatin' on a mission 'til the million see me

Sucka situation, should I be personally waitin' for

These party poopin' fakin' muthafuckas mistakin'?

Play me like I'm loose, when ya need to get your shit right

'Cause I got my shit tight

Fuckin' with a nigga a thousand proof

And I'm raisin' the roof when I'm startin' this fistfight

Set it off, that's me, O

T-H-U-G, original thug

From the C-town, outlaw squad

You niggas can't touch me with a ten-foot rod (rod)

'Cause I'm rollin' with God

Peace be still, peace be still, make a move

And I'll have to hurt ya, dog

If I got the time, then I'm a repent that

The devil wanna make me murda

Layzie, Layzie, lately my mind be goin' crazy

Save your soul

Oh, what can I do?

Tell me, what can I do?

Got me holdin' my gun with persistence

Show these judgin' niggas no resistance

I'm a hit you with a beam at a distance

In a instance, this shit is gonna change, and I'm in this

[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Why must I got the glock nine?

[Fl] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time, time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

Come follow me down East 99, down East 99

[Krayzie]

Nigga, gon' get pap pap and put in a coffin

Now, why must we playa hate?

'Cause a nigga crept on a come up

And brought all my niggas with us from day one they roll

Ya know, what a nigga wanna test me for?

Bless me soul, ? all, and that's for the jealous bustas

Who said that Eazywould fuck us

Everytime I pull up on the block

To smoke with my partners outta Red Dog

You got me some? Got some

Niggas is trippin' on your niggas spendin' cash, money

For the five-double-o-Benz's

And I'll bet that they schemin' to rob me

They plot me that 187

They got me all fucked up, fucked up

Krayzie be pinnin' when niggas be trippin' they down with us

Act like it, the money, the fame

And the weed and the drink

Nigga, let's sweat they thang

My thugstas spit ya game

Buck 'em all down with the fo'-fo' blows

They're so far away, kill em all, kill em all

Well, if I could teach the world to be (to be)

A muthafuckin' thug in perfect harmony

Harmony, harmony, harmony

In state to state, in state to state -

Everywhere they playa hate, they playa hate

Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em

[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Why must I got the glock nine?

[Fl] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time, time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

Come follow me down East 99, down East 99

[Flesh]

Take a look in the trunk

We got what all you need on the double nine

Better go with your heaters

Got killas to meet you, greet you

Y'all come creepin' through the cut

See the Bone, now me stick a lick up

Come up good when they stick you, waitin' for the day ?

So you done got me flippin' on coppers at all

Got a nigga frustrated

I hate it, got me aggravated, trip to Hell

And it's murda, my Lord

Tossed in the coffin for fuckin' with the Fifth

It ain't easy, seein' 'em wig-split up on the curb

Pump my humps on 225, when I kick the rhyme

That's five points on the Richter scale and a hell-a herb

If Flesh overheard you was hatin', talkin' not to my face

Better hope, pray, for me ready, I pick up place, spray the AK

Everyday be the same on a level, too, shovels graves

In the sight of a psychopath, TEC and lead 'em all dead

Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun

Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust

Gonna rush when I bust had to get a little trigger happy

And I got a lot of my daddy in me

Got the genes of a soldier that man me, get it out

Ask me, and I'll be gladly to let ya know what it is, the deal

That's if you can handle it without turnin' playa hater

Later, so keep it real

Muthafuckas, that's on the real

[F] Why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with the haters everyday?

[K] Why must I got the glock nine?

[Fl] Why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

[K] Time after time after time, time after time

[F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday?

Come follow me down East 99, down East 99

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