Little Brother - Hate lyrics

[Phonte] Yeah, what up? It's Phonte, Phontigga I gotta take time to address 'em Kanye, I know you understand where I'm comin from baby Uh, all you non-believing motherf**ers - this is for y'all [Hook: Phonte] They got hate for that, they ain't gon' pay for that They gon' download it n***a, they can't wait for that But I don't care if our sh** flop It's dope beats, dope rhymes, n***a that's Hip Hop They got hate for that, they ain't gon' pay for that To see me fall off my n***a, they can't wait for that But I'mma do what I feel like Three albums in the game muh'f**er, we still tight [Phonte] Yo, let me get into it Stop all the fame and applause And name callin at them famous award shows n***a that's just brainless and Lord knows What would happen if I wasn't rappin for them lost souls Who feel that Hip Hop's at the crossroads And miss that type of sh** that they can feel in they torsos I wish this sh** was easy, oh not so Even the road less travelled is littered with potholes And b**by traps, 'Te is more than hot flows and booty raps But, n***as who missed their shot can't seem to handle that So, they hate on us like Soviets But we keep them n***as in check like Wachovia And it ain't over yet Cause hater n***as marry hater b**hes and y'all know the rest Yes... stop your crying baby [Hook: Phonte] They got hate for that, they ain't gon' pay for that They gon' download it n***a, they can't wait for that But I don't care if our sh** flop It's dope beats, dope rhymes, n***a that's Hip Hop They got hate for that, they ain't gon' pay for that To see me fall off my n***a, they can't wait for that But I'mma do what I feel like Three albums in the game muh'f**er, we still tight [Phonte] You know the feelin when your hard workin Hustlin pays off (pays off), pays off (pays off) And you can finally get all your credit cards paid off (paid off), paid off n***a they got hate for that, lately I've been takin my time Tryna sit back and chill, get away from the grind For the sake of my rhymes, and the sake of my flows Got your girl in here naked steady touchin her toes Like them p**no hoes, what would you do for a threesome? I mean a Halle Berry, Sanaa Lathan in free some Oooh they have love for that They might show up raw dog with no glove for that 'Te, your cheque'll be there on Monday Three months later, your cheque'll be there on Monday That sh** ain't funny, I ain't no dummy f**in with my money, do I need to call my n***as with dope a dunny? I know y'all hatin and I hope y'all hear this I don't give a goddamn, y'all can just keep starin Yeah, uh [Hook: Phonte] They got hate for that, they ain't gon' pay for that So much hate I know they probably hate this track But I don't care if our sh** flop It's dope beats, dope rhymes, n***a that's Hip Hop They got hate for that, they can't wait for that Found this loop like "Damn, 'Ye got payed for that" I don't give a damn if our sh** flop It's dope beats, dope rhymes, n***a that's Hip Hop