Kurupt: Hate on - Tekst piosenki

[Verse 1: Soopafly] Eh yo, if rappin' was a bitch you'd have no pussy Maybe tongue kissin', but still no pussy Lookin' at me dumb I'll slap you so dizzy Suppa so busy cockin' the 4 fizzy Mad cause I'm too fly, and I pumped your ho, crushed your flow you got jealous club me for, I sensed the hate, I used my optical You was too close around when I pocket doe First came the wishin', then came the bitchin' Wanna know the secrets comin' from the kitchen I was fine dinin', you was eatin' chicken I'll bust a bad ho, nigger take your pickin' Like a slut callin' bitches on my cell phone But my bitches, try to take my fly bitches I ain't just trippin', I can't trust niggas who ain't us Bringin' niggas who can't bust I'm A+ wid it, I'm anxious to crush ya Half tustla mixed with you just a busta Bitch ass niggas get me rich fast quicka Now don't tricka this Supa ass kicka [Chorus] Why do you hate on me Cause I don't be trippin' off you My image is stuck on "G" Try to fuck with me this year..."Get the 'beep' outta here!" I'm so up on my shit These bitches ain't gettin' my grip So I still remain a "G" But why do you hate on me [Verse 2: Damani] How you gone hate on me And I'm that nigga who ride beats smoother than Ron Isley Talkin' bout fuck Damani but steady eyein' me Steady tryin' to see how good sex with me could be "Why won't you let me fuck?" And I'm the best thing goin', and you the best thing hoin' Plus we got you on tape givin' head in slow motion Undercover ho's be real soft spoken "Why would you slash my tire?" And I got stock in Goodyear, bitch I'm all good year Tryin' to fuck up my clutch so I'm forced to change gears Darkskin, go-tee with no beard I change ho's like I change clothes Young devil in the city o' angels Keep it ghetto like cups with staples Live from L.A. gettin' head from Rachel. Now... (Chorus) [Verse 3: Kurupt] Why do bitches blow dicks? I don't know that but I can tell you dis, you simple trick "Now you get it all you want." We roll joints we don't fuck with blunts, fuck a blunt now "Some niggas is worse than ho's" Holdin' somethin' in your chest let it go I'll make a bitch blow balls like a ball and sing that song(echoes)...but naked Most o' y'all niggas be break and hatin' records Why you hatin' Snoopy, you hate Nate and hate me Why you hatin' stupid and hatin' Warren G Why you hatin' Rasco, why you hate Damani Cause he wanna fuck Armani and don't wear Armani Hatin' Gondee and hatin' Tray Deee Tray Dee is like fuck'em if they hatin the "G" Fuck y'all (Chorus)