Текст: Tony Yayo. They Hate.

They hate
They hate
They hate
They constantly hate me
They hate
They hate
They hate
They constantly hate on me
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They hate
They hate
They hate
They constantly hate me
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They hate
They hate
They hate
They constantly hate me

Interscope paided on the T.O.S. Project
I still got money Jimmy, cash ain't no object
Ia??m drunk homie thata??s the patron talking
And the fathom goes riding with the doors open
My man a killa hea??s fresh from up north
But switch the swag up tight clothes and Mohawks
You know the streets talk
And how the hood do

Follow hood rules
Or niggas might kill you
Bloods and Crips cursing to their kids
Theya??re "blood stains" in the projects therea??s nothing but blood stains
Pain, poverty, fear, hate
I use to sale crack sitting on a milk cate
It dona??t kill it make me stronger
Stay hated, we can rolling the marijuana

They hate
They hate
They hate
They constantly hate me
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They hate
They hate
They hate
They constantly hate me
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They dona??t kill, it makes me stronger
They hate
They hate
They hate
They constantly hate me