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Mack 10 - Hate In Yo Eyes Şarkı Sözleri
it´s a party jumpin on the floor and from the way it sound it ain´t no doubt (whassup?) that the west coast is in yo´ mouth [mack 10] yea, yea it´s all gravy, petty cash never fades me so po´ me a shot of ´gnac and purple haze me i´m a hustler, gettin cash like crazy hard grindin pays me, work ethic is never lazy block hugger, the hood raised me and she, won´t be happy ´til she lays me no, you never seem to amaze me so the cheap shot you took at me never even grazed me my name sparkin like a street king cause i mixed, the hoo-bang thing with the "bling bling" a whole lot of haters out there it seem but i flip ´em all off and keep doin my thing i´m a boss about, when i inglewood swing rocked out from my ear down to my pinkie ring now ding ding - let the bell ring and if it´s drama you want, then it´s drama i bring, sing [chorus] meanwhile i be indeed and i can still see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes cause i´m livin like a g you intrigued and i can still see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes never trippin cause it ain´t nuttin to me but i can still see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes hah, hah, hah - i can see the hate in yo´ eyes, hate in yo´ eyes [mack 10] look - you local cats is just small potatoes no names, cause this addressed to all the haters from the ´wood, there is none greater mack the headliner and y´all are spectators remember "foe life?" i put the ´wood in it and looked out for you when your own hood didn´t and plus you forgot who was payin your bills introduced you to the game and gave you a deal for me good livin, y´all independently rhymin you got the hustle game backwards, you nickle and dimin oh hip-hop classics? i make ´em and got ´em and yo´ group, ain´t been heard of past the bottoms i can´t go to my turf, and mingle with my g´s i got one word to say about that one - what? please chickenhawks, y´all ain´t worth a feather in my wing and all this hatin just let me know i´m doin my thing, sing [chorus] [interlude: repeat 2x] hoo-bang, hoo-ride all day, all night throw dubs, up high westside, foe life [mack 10] now tell me, is it the deuce-ones on the bentley? the lowriders, the mansions, is that why you resent me? smile in my face, and act so friendly walk away with hate and a heart full of envy say bruh, what part of the game is that? you got ways like a dame and how lame is that? actin like a groupie around famous cats and it´s strange, you don´t have no shame in that i got your card playboy, but i ain´t trippin you know me, i just roll with the punches and keep it pimpin get dough by bunches, donatin and tippin let it ride on the harley, and six-fo´ dippin stay real about my scrill if you know what i mean i´m like a leprechaun, i want nuttin but green avoid the haters, and for the party scene copped a rock from the d-r to make the head ring, sing [chorus] - repeat 2x [mack 10] mack one-oh, hoo-bangin´ foe life! and it don´t quit take a picture trick; yeah, take a picture trick, yea it might make ya rich.. wessssyde ri-ders, bay-bay!! uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh |
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