Curren$y - Haters Gon Hate lyrics

[Hook: Curren$y] When I pull up at the club in a big black Truck on dubs (these n***as gon hate) Cause I'm doing big thangs, and I got a lot of ice In my chain (these n***as gon hate) When I come through the door, and take all the hoes I know (these n***as gon hate) Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits I know (these n***as gon hate) [Curren$y] I don't know if it's the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these n***as Hate me, like I'm a member of the Klu Klux Klan I mean god damn, how much money I got in my hand Really don't concern you man But I know why you n***as boot me up Cause I come through pushing brand new Coupes and stuff You say you wanna shoot me up Because I got a pair of Jordans won't be out for at least two months They call me Curren$y the Hot Spitter And that's cause I keep my money, in stacks I know they got hatas out to jack n***as So that's why I ride, with my gat A Glock and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8 And if you cross me, you'll die dog So I advise y'all, please don't hate [Hook: Krazy] When I walk in the club and the b**h Touching bread starts smiling (these n***as gon hate) When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding You feel that (these n***as gon hate) When them tires on the Navi just keep on spinning Look at that sh** man (these n***as gon hate) In the club thugged out, with my P. Miller denim n***a see that (these n***as gon hate) [Krazy] With a high rich I get I still remember, the bad times In the Ville rock hustling, with a loaded nine All the n***as said I'd never make it, be friends now All the dick-riders see this b**h, take a while All the hoes that never liked me, wanna f** me I'll two-way you for some head, you can trust me It must be this tank, or the shiny gold teeth Make these hoes get wet, everytime I speak These streets I push weight, silent n***a Unless you turn me into a, violent n***a Smiling in my face, n***a hate behind my back And you wonder why these b**h a** n***as get smacked No fear of the police, only the feds Catch him snitch late night, I'll bust his head No love for these hating n***as, or the informants Ask bank run about me, my account's enormous [Hook: Choppa] When I'm walking through the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs Or my girl (these n***as gon hate) I don't even notice n***a why you spoke to this n***a got a choke me a hater (these n***as gon hate) This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick This the New No Limit (these n***as gon hate) And all the ladies love Choppa, cause they know He's such a poppa but all (these n***as gon hate) [Choppa] n***as gonna hate no matter what you do So if you don't f** with me, I don't f** with you And I could care less, who did what with who See I love when you hate, so do what you do Rolaid, I understand that's your crew But them cats ain't got no love for you Y'all wonder why, your careers and you died Cause your songs sound the same, like you doing a lie Don't wanna do nothing else, then shake the streets That's why I'm glad big rap gave a dang to me And my n***a Master P gave the flame to me Making hits after hits, what it came to be Not just a boss rapper, but a hot m.c All them other n***as sound like me, think about it I'm Choppa, that Westbank show stopper If you sick of me, then n***a go see a doctor [Hook] When I pull up at the club in a big black Truck on dubs (these n***as gon hate) When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding You feel that (these n***as gon hate) This 8 is beginning this 8, no gimmick This the New No Limit (these n***as gon hate) Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits I know (these n***as gon hate)