| Don't Hate On Me (Krayzie Bone, JD, and Da Brat) Krayzie's verses only |
| Chorus (Krayzie) Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't go and get you go and get you some, don't hate on me why don't you go and get you some....nigga get some...3x |
| Krayzie Motherfucker ...go get you some, get off my dick bitch and get out my mix. So tell me where the real niggas at, put ya blunts in the air, yall niggas get fried to this, tear the roof off this mother. Tell me who the thuggest in this motherfucker. What you niggas really wanna do, big ballers flossin. Niggas wanna be me so they got to be talkin. Oh we be hearin what they say, and when I'm in they face, what they say "Oh nothin", bust em, hit em they shit anyway, that's how we play, still thuggin, ain't a thang changed, still the same name, Leatherface, real real niggas is all I gotta say. Ya fuckin with the real and bound to get dusted, really the real ain't shit to be fucked with, protected by the need that we ain't care for the nigga, tha trigga figga itch'll fix ya, then clean up the whole block. Make a nigga close shop sho nuff. Show stoppa fuckin em up with those soft ones poppin the shotgun. Really unnecessary cause all we want is a little respect, that's all we want, but nigga ya don't feel me (ya don't). Krayzie Krayzie maybe insane hangin wit JD, lil rip done slipped the clip into the end...Brat tat tat just like that..... |