Memphis Bleek - Why U Wanna Hate For lyrics

Get your ones get your guns, muthaf**er it's on New millennium and what? Bleek reborn All the haters eat a dick, who I'm riding with b**h You know the game and the name, I ain't change for sh** I toke cuatro cinco when uno says Keep uno in the head you wouldn't f** with this My guns German bullets burning Where them bricks I'm searching, I need the money urgent And I'm rushing, you slowing me down, ain't no holding me now I'm out the gate, on the throne and I'm holding it down All my n***as on the run, you's to eat for a reason f** around and holla wrong, me and NORE come in squeezing And these streets is mine, M E M P H, I got style I make it look good being wild With da game I got, anything I got I hate everything in site, whether aiming or not Yo, what u n***as wanna hate for? Why you n***as all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you n***as can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u n***as wanna hate for? Why you n***as all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you n***as can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? What, what, I do this sh** for the streets Just left Iraq, 'bout to meet with Bleek Aiyo, and we both got weed in tons When me and MemphMan, smoke the call us lazer lungs Thugged out, Roc-a-Fella, big bank accounts On the sky-tel with big type, and bring the ounce Clip on n***as, n***as just be seeing me cussing How you dig up with my style, the way I be rushing Just to style you head in, you drove to a dead end So what you gon' do now, once I but lead in I say what, what, now y'all say what, what I say that I'm a thug, now y'all wanna be thugs And I admit that I'ma hustler just hustling d** Yet I do this sh** because crime pays I'll rock a cescear and doo rag and I don't got waves Don't got waves, don't got waves, don't got waves Yo, what u n***as wanna hate for? Why you n***as all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you n***as can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u n***as wanna hate for? Why you n***as all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you n***as can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, yo, n***as wanna turn states, just hand me the eight Have a crib in Iraq, for the Memph escape Where the D's won't find me, trees is lime green Hoes give head just to ride and watch springs n***as gon' hate, 'cause we trying to get rich My steak got A1, I can taste the chips Give them facial hits, from the chrome thou flip With the serious scratch, get them pinnacles back You can take some n***a, you wouldn't take some of these My bullets heat up and burn, n***a, feel my sting For the 9 double 9, these streets is Bleek All my n***as on the run just got to eat Yo, what u n***as wanna hate for? Why you n***as all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you n***as can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha? Yo, what u n***as wanna hate for? Why you n***as all running outta state for? You ain't thugs and you n***as can't take for Now you snitchin' why y'all wanna turn states for, ha?