Haters

How does it feel

Know when shits real

Nigga my big wheel

Whip peel through killin fields so

I grip steel

Aimed wit sick skill

My itchy trigger finger need benedrill

Sit still you can get kill

Look how the game switch

The niggaz hatin cause they ain't rich

They ready to infiltrate my main bitch

Set me up and had me takin major bank trips

But fuck a fake trick she ain't shit

Enemies came to my first show

I had some killers in the thrid row

I had a bitch poppin merlow

Rockin her skirt low

Wit a glock and a fur coat

Ready to drop you at the first blow

So much pain since

I earned dough

It turned my betfriend into my worst foe

But I had to let the hurt go

Niggas know y'all phony style

Keep it pushin we ain't homies now

Chorus:I'm navigatin in the six double

I keep a burner on me yeah that's for show though

I spot a hater almost everywhere

I goSo don't make me have to hit you with the four four

I know you mad because

I make a littel dough

If you a gangsta why you jealous like a hoe yo

I guess that's something only real cats know

And all my real niggas still love the row yo

Verse:You niggas know that imma get mine

Its Rick time so

I big grind

Lip nines for the bitch kind you

Spit rhymes from a sick mind

Dick thick dimes after we sip wine

Big chicks imma flip mine

Make the street sizzle

In a lowrider side seat swiffle

Gotta do my g-dizzle

Cause it can't stop

Candy paint drop

Chromed out with more glass then a bank shot

Suckers mad cause they hot

Gay fags cryin cause the cash is exactly what they ain't got

Wheter you slang coke or make dope music

Haters can't hope they straight hope

Your boat sink and ya stay broke

But imma frontline line

Nevermind one time

Its crunchtime ya touch mine duck

I'm finna duck nine

Niggas funny as punchline

And you can't rain on my sunshine

Chorus:I'm navigatin in the six double

I keep a burner on me yeah that's for show though

I spot a hater almost everywhere

I goSo don't make me have to hit you with the four four

I know you mad because

I make a littel dough

If you a gangsta why you jealous like a hoe yo

I guess that's something only real cats know

And all my real niggas still love the row yo

Verse:Follow me now as we journey to them hood spots

Where them half knocks cook rocks

And put you hooks up in a wood box

And there ain't a such thing as cops

Inside your bodies where they put shots

Better get some good blocks

I'm heat holdin

If you ain't interested in me and you make or keep scrollin

I'm a wolf in sheeps clothin

Yeah you keep dolin

I sleep wit one

E-Y-E open

This cold world got the streets frozen

When it gets dark shit start and my heat pops

A quick sparks and splits marks

Now what its come to

Use to be real love wherever

I come through

Now its like fuck you

Y'all best to go hard

You know what's eastside to the four yard

We pull your hoe card

It break my heart everytime that its time to trip

I love nigggas but

I empty a clip

Chorus:I'm navigatin in the six double

I keep a burner on me yeah that's for show though

I spot a hater almost everywhere

I goSo don't make me have to hit you with the four four

I know you mad because

I make a littel dough

If you a gangsta why you jealous like a hoe yo

I guess that's something only real cats know

And all my real niggas still love the row yo