Quint Black - Shake Dem Haters lyrics

[Quint Black] Yeah (Boy You'd better try to shake dem haters off) Yo your boy Black Too $hort Records To the motherf**ing fullest for the 99 Trying shake dem haters off [Chrous] Shake Dem Haters Off Shake Dem Haters Off Shake Dem Haters Off [X11] [Quint Black] I got sixteen b**hes calling my name Trying hip me to some n***as who put salt in the game Got a message on celly sayin watch ya back See that hating got them boys trying plan a jack See aint a? a trip keep it steady Never leave my crib without it co*ked back and ready Every time I hit the dope spot keeping it hot Made a promise to myself to give it all that I got On tha low down never knew about crime and weight Pushin 8's on the side to keep the high strung straight Unbelievable haters come a dime a doze Might smoke a bud with you but it's money they love All at tha club talkin' sh** steady bumpin they gums Running game on them hoes about the money they earned Get your game straight b**hes got it grown for show Now days try to hate on them them hoes you's a hater though [Chrous] Shake Dem Haters Off, Shake Dem Haters Off, Shake Dem Haters Off [X11] [Quint Black] Easy does it do it easy that's how I do it Whatever it takes to get a b**h up into it Sexybrown say he buy you diamonds and gold Trying play the hard roll put tha p**y on hold Yo but everytime you see tha 20's hit the curb You get paid on tha 3rd so you hop in first Steady mashing throbbing game on tight Checking out the rear view cause haters jack all night Always a 3rd eye on my diamonds and rocks Seagrams vodka and hennessy rubbing and co*k On the setup haters got hoes at work Trying get you for your ends plus your weed and perp See I tote my sh** at all time If you try some dumb sh** ima blow ya mind God damn it in the late night Steady getting caught in tha mix Rather be judged by 12 then be hated by 6 [Chrous] Shake Dem Haters Off, Shake Dem Haters Off, Shake Dem Haters Off [X11] [Quint Black] See ya know tha motherf**ing game right? Motherf**ers gonna hate on me When I go out on these motherf**ing streets So you'd better try to keep your motherf**ing head on Before you be f**ed around locked up some motherf**ing where And lost your motherf**ing mind These motherf**ing n***as around here They gone talk about you and all that bullsh** But you know when a motherf**ing hater comes and gets personal They gon watch ya I jus try to keep my game tight What I remain to do is to shake these motherf**ers off Cause they gets on my nerves know what I'm sayin