Haterz Everywhere
[Chorus]We got 'em goin down for the count, lookin at the groundThat's why we got haters, that's why we got hatersHaters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we goHaters everywhere we go, where we goHaters goin down for the count (ONE) lookin at the ground (TWO)I think you're a hater, I think you're a haterHaters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we goHaters everywhere we go, where we go, haters goin down for the count
[Verse 1: B.O.B.]Yes sir it's the beast from DecaturCain't see enemies and the hatersReal sharp on my thing like a razorBlade, come clean like a shape upSo guess I got a game of tape upBut e'rybody gonnaa feel the need to say sum'nBut can't speak up whenever you face 'emThats what I call microphone gangstersYea I got 'em okie-doke, teah I'm raw you know my flowCause B.O.B. be actin hard like a Viagra overdoseTalkin that noise on all them songsA buncha lil' boys but you all look grownThose niggaz there and these niggaz hereIt really don't matta cause they all just clonesGo to school, read a book, be a lawyerHell yeah man I'm all for the causeAin't tryin to get involved with the law sirBut a nigga will get caught with the MausbergAnd that just ain't a threat on the songDon't get it wrong cause this track is my ownCause niggaz that slip they don't last long
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[Verse 2: Wes Fif]Hey - what the heck, breathe homie, me I'm doin what I always doGrindin if you wasn't steady hatin you'd be ballin tooI know you see us fallin through, all the rich niggaz is on my crewFuck it, they can't touch us, if stuck up is what you call it coolOoh~! You shoulda seen when I came down in thatBlack on black, custom gator, haters face down on the matSplat! Yeah I can make a green nigga madQuick, fast, flash like ten cash on his bitch ass
[B.O.B.]You can tell I'm a G by the walk and the stanceHow I play the game make 'em talk in the standsWatch how you talk when you talk to the manIf it ain't about bread you can talk to the handI, I, show you how to get richYou got a weak arm I'll show you how to pitchMade it so play I'll show you how to hitAnd tell the police I don't know about shitAy guy, I'm fly, somethin like the airAin't that somethin when it's stuntin man there's nothin like airHomey hold it right there, homeboy hold it downSpent five at the mall and had the haters goin dowwwn
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