B.O.B

B.O.B - Haterz Everywhere lyrics

rate me

We got em goin down for the count

Lookin down at the ground

Thats why we got hataz

Thats why we got hataz

Hataz everywhere we go

Hataz everywhere we go

Hataz everywhere we go, where we go,

Hataz goin down for the count (ONE)

Lookin at da grounda (TWO)

I think your a hata

I think your a hata

Hataz everywhere we go

Hataz everywhere we go

Hataz everywhere we go, where we go,

Hataz goin down for the count

This sir, is the beef from the caterz

K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz

Real sharp on my thing like a razor

blade come clean like a shape up

So guess I got a game of tape up

But errybody gotta feel the need to say summin

But can't speak up whenever you face em

Thats what I call microphone gangstas

Yea I got em over do'd

Yea I'm raw you know my flow

Cuz b.o.b be actin hard like a Viagra overdose

Talkin that noise on all dem songs

A buncha lil boys and ya don't look grown

Those niggas there and these niggas here

But it really don't matta cuz they all just clones

Gotta school, do the work, be a lawyer

Hell yeah I'm all for the cause

Don't wanna get involved with tha law sir

But a nigga still got the moss burgs

And that just fell on tha track and the song

Don't get it wrong this track is my own

Cuz niggas that slip they don't last long

Hey what it live, breath homie

Me, I'm doin what I always do

Grindin if you wasn't steady hatin you'd be ballin too

I know you see us sprawlin through

All the rich niggas is on our crew

Fuck it, they can't touch us

If stuck-up's what ya call it cool

Ooh, You shoulda seen when I came down in that

Black on Black

Gata hataz face down on the mat

Splat

I can make a green nigga mad

Quick, fast, flash like tin cash on this bitch's tag

You can tell I'ma G from a walk in the stands

Don't care bout the game make em talk in the stands

Watch how you talk when you talk to the man

If it ain't about bread you can talk to da hand

I,I, Show you how to get rich

The game we on, I'll show you how to pitch

Made a play with a hit

And told the police I don't know bout shit

Ay guy, I'm fly, summin like tha air

Ain't that summin, when its stunting, theres nothing like air

Homey hold it right there

Home boy hold it down

Spit five at the mall and had them hataz goin dowwwnnnn

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