Dave East - The Hated (Skit) lyrics

[Skit: Dave East, Friend, Hater #1, Hater #2] Yo what up, what's cracking with you two n***as? I heard y'all n***as ain't get no a** last night? f** outta here, my n***a I got all the hoes n***a My DM is crazy, n***a f** is you talking about? Bet you was DM'ing last night Heard you my n***a what the screen name then? f** outta here Heard you n***a Who this pullin' up? It look like the East n***a, hold up Watch this n***a, hold up Yooo! Yo what's up, my n***as? Dave East, sup, n***a Ahhhhhhh This n***a in Harlem right here What's cracking, boy What's cracking, boy Sup, n***a, what's up Court side, first game I ain't gon' front, my n***a This sh** crazy right now for a n***a Lil baby girl out there too, she's beautiful What you doing for moms and pops, bro n***as ain't doin' that What you doin' for moms and pops, bro, deada**, boy I got to put on It's Harlem, baby One of the last real n***as left Nowhere in the world This n***a got 10 chains on, boy That sh** crazy Let n***as hold something You out here, 10 chains on and sh** Oh these are some light sh** I just got I just picked this sh** up this morning That boy bus man You can't share with the hood, baby, what's up? I just picked this sh** up this morning, man Smoking that Cali sh** where the moon rocks I ain't gon' front, I didn't even bring none of that sh** back with me Y'all good tho? Everybody straight? I'm 'bout to spin, I got some sh** to do later Love you, boy My new sh** 'bout to come out Love you, boy My new sh** 'bout to drop I got the "Paranoia" song, I already got that Y'all n***as be cool Y'all n***as be cool Yo where Nas at? Where Nas at tho? Where Nas at bro? He's good in Harlem Yo tell him come through, bro That's love, man I can't believe n***as showing love like that in the streets, man We came a long way Love, man, it's crazy Can't believe you two n***as just went crazy like that, mean f** you mean, n***a Listen, man, listen, man f** the Dave East n***a, bro I ain't gon' front I don't even know if that n***a from Harlem n***as ain't got love for him He be in Queens? Like how the f** did he even meet Nas? On some real sh** How did he meet him? When you see the n***a out here shining or whatever, but f** this n***a All that 30 sh**, man, I ain't with that sh**, my n***a This my block, n***a f** that 30 sh**, n***a Man, we let the n***a come through, we let him live That's the most he can do I know he better put on for the hood I got my lil' homie, my lil' homie My lil' n***a, I got, he got bars, my n***a So if he don't put on for my lil' n***a, you know what time it is Keep it cool He know what it is I swear he do I swear n***a don't come through no type of crazy way Man I seen that protect too, need that joint Man this n***a is not like that, like facts, bro Like this n***a is not like that You know I keep my sh** on me 24/7 sh** got me hot, bro f** this n***a I ain't say nothing to that n***a the whole time he was over here Y'all n***as was going crazy Saying he ain't like that Man, f** that, let's get this n***a next time he pull up Heard n***as, bro Heard n***as, bro If y'all really feel like that Keep that same energy when you see n***as, we keep it cool, bro, that's all it is, like You know how that sh** go We gon' see them Slap fire from this n***a, for real