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D Mac Haters

I'm riding with my fire Haters (They Some) Haters (They Some) Haters (They Some) Haters [Verse 3: D-Mac] I got haters over here, haters over there I'

whatever you like, if you like I said you can have whatever you like, if you like Yeah Take you out for dinner anywhere that you please Like Burger King or Mickey D

people from the Bay all the way to D.C. Ask the boy R P an' K R E D About a hog, out the valley named Legitimate B I'm a mac, I rap on special request

philly cat playin' wit that silly rap Put your weight up, not your hate up, niggas Y'all know how I play quiet towns and tie 'em down Haters wonderin'

can build statures of me Old money Benjamin Button, what, nuttin' Now super bad chicks givin' me Mac lovin' You'd think I ran the world like Michelle's husband You'd

a big black truck Should I shout out, "What the fuck?" Act like my rims ain't clean How you gon' ack like my neck don't bling? Haters get sprayed like

walk in the store, I love when they cop it Make you other rappers struggle to top it But this man flow with the greatest ease Never did care about the haters

WAH WAH (Crybaby) When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?) [x2] If it's negative, I don't wanna hear it eliminating player haters

hater Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it Look alive, these streets is complicated Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater