Field Mob - Haters Lyrics

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[hook 2x]

HATERSSSSSSSSSS!

Hatin cause my 20's be..choppin! choppin!

Hatin cause these hoes be..jockin! jockin!

Try me and my glock'll be..cockin! poppin!

[Kalage]

Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on meeeeeee??

Is it the big truck sittin' up on Mike Jordans...that's 23's

With the big ole owl dual heads roaring

Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths...that's 22's

On the Impala on 20 inches

Mo' wood in it than old Abe Lincoln's cabin

And with mo' glass in it than in your cabinets

Or is it the way we come down watchin' XXX

White sex from the ceilin' visors and headrests

Or is it the ?? chain the gucci hat the gucci Air Jordan retros to match

Even though I step on the scene so fresh and so clean

Nice tek'n wit' me I still got my weapon wit' me

Strapped wit' a tek in my jeans

Ready to squeeze cause I know you haters get tempted to wear my

Neck-a-lace.

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[Trick Daddy]

Now just imagine if there wasn't no real niggas

No hustlas thugstas mobstas and field niggas

On the treal T double D I still keep it real

I love the streets that you fuck niggas named Haterville

Lied on me said I was a murderer said I used to serve you work

But I aint never heard of you

I love dub-deuces only cause I'm sittin on em

And once again I'm gunnin copped the big 500

A Chevy boy candy green and chrome fronted

Niggas hide out or they ride out cause my shit runnin

I sold more oz's than cd's and lp's

Baby I'm a thug plus I'm OG

I roll 'em heavy I'm bout my fetti

And the feds is what I'm headed

If you fuck niggas keep tellin'.

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[Boondox]

I was sittin in the rankin 69 ??

And ceelo twankys (choppin)

4 15' subwoofers (blasting)

I don't like that nigga fuck that nigga

Man I wanna shoot slap punch kick cut that niggaa!

That's what they say on the low

WE'RE LOSING HIMMMM!

That's what paramedics'll say

While you lay on the floor

Can we all just get along? smoke trees hit a bong

Haters pussy niggas so I'm a choke 'em wit' a thong

Even the block envy me I make a mill wit' the flo'

But I'm better wit' coke and hot hennessey

My peers is like queers they only get mad

Cause I ride rims old enough to buy beers

They smileeee while hatin' but when it comes to fakes

I spot more than dalmations

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