Lloyd Banks - Hate On Me lyrics

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Lloyd Banks - Hate On Me lyrics

[Intro:] It's okay to hate me! Hahah! [Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}] Uh! - Fresh as I land on the aircraft from Japan (uh!) Courtesy of Hawaii I be everywhere I can. Same salt, different sand (yeah!) [airplane landing] They hate you everywhere you go whenever you're the man, life's a b**h, hold her hand. n***as switch, hold or slam I overstand! - I got the - mind of an older man inspiration all over 'gain. (whooo!) I looked up to n***as like Kane and Rick (uh-huh!) Then 'Pac and Big, you n***as turned this game to sh**. (uh!) Mary is my favorite b**h! (uh-huh!) She treat me good, make it better when you make me sick. I am the hood! - I'm scoopin' her while you babysit All night, heatin' the food and cleanin' baby sh** and she out in her bathing suit. She peeped me in the latest Coupe, I f**ed her in the same car. You ain't got a bit of loot; n***a whatcha frames are? ! (uh-huh!) n***a whatcha shoes is? ! - How the f** do you live? ! Man how the f** you get here? ! Ya sh** weird and useless! The truth is - n***as couldn't catch me if I slowed down (uh!) I roll round (uh!) fo' pound (uh!) kush whip (uh!) tore down. (whoo!) [gunshot] Who told you this was your town? Well - I beg to differ if I Get my hands on it, it's mine! - I'm jack the ripper in prime! (YEAH!) Look what came outta the grind perfect rhyme, White Porsche it's just a matter of time, planned it in back of my mind. (YEAH!) Every morning that pa**age is the same So we smoke all night - purple gra** away the pain. (whoo!) Take cover from the pouring - cause that's the way it rain The odds ain't on ya side find a faster way to change. (why?!) Cause one package of 'caine could snatch you out the game Conspiracy! - Co-operators pa**in' out ya name, Are ya hearin' me? (YEAH!) - Things ain't always what they appear to be It's clear to me, ya stomach ain't sittin' well - apparently. You got the wrong impression (uh!) but that's (uh!) what you get for guessin' (uh!) Cause I hold (uh!) a Smith-N-Wesson (uh!) and I'm bulletproof investin' (uuuhhhh-oooohhh!) Man I risk it everyday. - sh**! Look at my wrist You'd have to carry somethin' too, you wore sh** like this. (hahaha!) I turn my j**elry green - and guess what they do? ! (what?) Turn the j**elry green - monkey see, monkey do! Ours come in by the two (whoo!), one for me, one for you Us against everybody, f** you n***as wanna do! Now I'm a make 'em all uncomfortable {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!} Ya everynight nightmare, I daydream of slumpin' you. [gunshot] [beat stops]