• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Haters - Tony Yayo
• Haters - Lil' Flip
• Haters - Young Buck
• Haters - Fischer Z
• Haters - Hilary Duff
• Haters - Silkk The Shocker
• Haters - Gorilla Zoe
• Haters - Lyfe Jennings
• Haters - Field Mob
• Haters - So Solid Crew
• Haters - Ward 21
• Haters - Fes Taylor

to all my haters, all my haters, all my haters,
Yeah, Yeah, Fuck i'm tryin to kick b*tch
... i ball a key, ...
bad b---h my passport need pages for the next trip
fall asleep you got the car that you're always dream of
i keep the ..under the ... and they love me, love me
fast cars loose women living the high life
we bust bottle smoke we all night...
2 x chorus:
all we do is cut with the paper, paper,
the ball ...n---a haters, haters
can't take it when they see the money make us
we make up
uh lot of money, uhh, lot of money.
.. all the haters, all the small .. a little later
yeah i ...in the ..
please ..i had my mind, work ...as a diamond
got a b*tch .. like a new..
counting on my knee money and i ain't magic city
b---h i'm shawty, born on .. don't wanna ..
b---h i'm .. but i will take it...with me.
2 x chorus:
all we do is cut with the paper, paper,
the ball ...n---a haters, haters
can't take it when they see the money make us
we make up
uh lot of money, uhh, lot of money.
attracted to the money like bees on honey
i swag on .. cash on ..
i 'm waiting more than you ...for a hundred pocket ..
play for the last .. all the pills, my skill, all for real
i just can't ..i'm on the ... i'm on the whole other ..
i ain't got time to reconcern with you asswhole,
so far ahead i'm sitting down waiting
i feel your frustration for my very ..

[Lil Flip Talkin]
[Verse 1:Lil' Flip]
I'ma lane switcha,I'ma young game spitta why you lookin
at my rims cause mine can't bigga but I aint jigga I'm Lil' Flip
you know me baggets and precious cutts
all in my rolie I dont shop a police cause I'm top
of the line did you see how I made my bentley drop to the
ground,I'ma codiene dranker thats all I sip
and 2000 cars thats all I flip
if it aint on chrome I can't sit in it
if it aint a big body I cant fit in it
down south we all about are money
down south we get are piece made by johnny
down south we like to swang on glass
if you wanna sixteen you better bring my cash
i'm a millionare for real and now you know
my bank account say 10000
[T.C.]
I'ma playa on 20's rider
U.P.T resider bently off the show room
first class driver everything I own gotta be paid out
I bought a mansion in spain
next to bill gates house
I love money large ammounts
I never wrote a check the bank bounced
wodey I'm use to livin lavish
I gotta rolie on my wrist about forty karets
I like to cruise so I bought me a yat
I like baby's house so I bought the whole block
wodey can't you see I get my shine on
I done moved my colisium into the super dome ya heard me
[Chorus: Big T.]
Why Ya'll Haters so Mad?
I don't know why baby
Hummers and Jags
why Ya'll Hatin the way ya'll do?
Why Ya'll Haters so Mad?
I don't know why baby
Hummers and Jags
cause we in Hummers and Jag
[Derrick]
I bought a Jag off the show floe
wit no miles paid it out I can't stand notes
wrote a check for 70 grand my shit paid for
my money legel I aint worried bout the feds brah
18 set for life dogg I'm livin gravy
girl thats big enough for me and you aint it baby
I got some shit around my wrist
that do nothin but sparkle
my clothes and my mansion they madeamara
so much Ice in my pinkey ring tellins horror
all my arms tattooed nigga C.M.R
moved mom's out the hood to washatona
she needed transportation so I bought a rover
she couldn't drive so I hired a mazada shofir
tommorow night i'm goin to dinner wit your girl
Oprah,Oprah hoes see me in the club
be like that boy rich
I don't take bathes in water moette and cris
I got some shit around my wrist
that a blind the day
how many niggas you know sleepin in versachi beds
man that platinum 20 thousand dollars spreads
my nigga sold a trans am that was special made
[Chorus]
[Lil'Flip & T.]
[T.C]
we gon ball wit shunny pooh for the millinuem
we 18 live in condominum
[Lil'Flip]
we ride on blades we ride on glass
and we got t.v's inside our jags
[T.C]
we in private jets we never on land
we ballin outta control ya understand
[Lil'Flip]
I stay in cloverland thats all I know
and big head dollars thats all I hold
[T.C]
big body on brauders thats all I know
20 inch rims is all I roll
[Lil'Flip]
and my watch too cold
you know we actin bad shunny pooh
now I see why them haters mad
[Chorus]

Aye-Uh Huh Huh Huh
Don't ask me where tha fuck I'm from, or whudd set I claim
I git money (Yuh!), I got a lil' bit of both games in me
Niggas hate so tha marshburg hang with me
Feds wanna tap up my phone, 'cause they can't git me
I mite as well give it to ya since Dre sent me
Just sit back and kick ya feet up, okayye 50?
I'm on 1 and I just begun
I dare one of these blood claats come test me gun
Tha rude bwoi of tha south let me in dis bitch
I just wish Tupac was here to witness dis
Give me room to breathe and I'ma blow you away
I move a 100 bricks a week and do a show every day
Ayyyye, somebody gotta do it y'all
See I done been locked up and I don't know who tha call
It's my time, so everybody jump on tha train
With tha A.K. aimed I can shootdown a plane (Mothafucka!)
Haters, what makes you wanna do wrong? (Makes you wanna do wrong?)
Just to wake up early, afta hustlin' all night long (Yeh-eh-eh-eh-uhh)
My gun damn near bigga then me
I ain't tha nigga to beef
'Cause everytime a body drop, niggas mentionin' me
I see a judge in my dreams when he sentencin' me
My homeboi come in tha courtroom and hit him with 3
I got tha mind of a nigga 'bout to git him a kii (Yuh!)
All tha feins lined up, they just waitin' fo' me
Betta hurry-hurry, it's about to go down
And don't cha worry, I brought a 100 rounds (Buck!)
We gon' count to ten and then put tha clips in
Whoeva is tha last man standin' wins (C'monn)
You throw some money in tha hood and it always works
My niggas crazy, they'll dig a dead body from tha durrt (Yeahh)
Betta watch ya mouth, 'cause I been watchin' ya house
I'm in the bushes like "When dis nigga gon' come out?!"
It's enough of dis he say she say shit
Now it's time to find out who you wit'
Tha streets ain't got no love (Oh but I'm a nigga on top of thangs)
These niggas don't feel my pain (Oh these niggas don't got a clue what I been through mayn')
But I ain't even lookin' for love (Oh but I ain't lookin' fo' all ya sympathy)

I hate you. NAD you hate me.
I hate the world, so that makes three
Haters. Haters. Haters. Haters.
You read my words. I read yours.
They read our words, so that makes four.
Readers. Readers. Readers. Readers
I take notice. You take notice.
They take notice. That makes three.
Listeners. Listeners. Listeners. Listeners.
I like sound BIG. You like sound BIG.
BIGGER than I do, so that makes two.
Haters. Haters. Haters. Haters.
Haters. Haterrrrs.

Don't spit on me and shame yourself
Because you wish you were some one else
You look so clean but you spread your dirt
As if you think that words don't hurt
You build up walls no one can climb
The things you do should be a crime
You're the queen of superficiality
Keep your lies out of my reality
And when you're nice it's just a pose
You're one of those
Haters, traitors to the human race
Haters, what a drag, what a waste
I'd like to see them disappear
They don't belong anywhere
Haters, haters
Spinin' a web that's hard to see
Of envy, greed and jealousy
Feelin' angry but you don't know why
Why don't you look me in the eye?
You want my friends, you want my clothes
You're one of those
Haters, traitors to the human race
Haters, what a drag, what a waste
I'd like to see them disappear
They don't belong anywhere
Haters, haters
Haters, haters
Different back bones, different species
Broken promises and treaties
Talkin' 'bout exterminating
Not the haters
Just the hating
You say you're boyfriend's sweet and kind
But you still got your eyes on mine
Your best friends got her eyes on yours
It all goes on behind closed doors
And when you're nice its just a pose
You're one of those
Haters, traitors to the human race
Haters, what a drag, what a waste
I'd like to see them disappear
They don't belong anywhere
Haters, later bought alibies
Haters, any shape, any size
I'd like to see them disappear
They don't belong anywhere
Haters, traitors
Haters, haters

Yo Samm
These niggas can either love us or hate us
Nothin' in between that
In or out ya hear me
Haters (Haters)
What you ain't heard the tank don't stop (We don't stop)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with this (Scream nigga)
No Limit No Limit (What)
Now how the fuck you gon' stop a tank
Tryin' to deny the bank
We comin' through with them choppers choppin' and not a shank
Mac say's World War III
Beware on all streets
We got glocks takin' care of all beef
Fuck fair and all peace
We tried that shit
Tryin' to hide you bitch and stay inside and shit
But we kickin' down doors
Spittin' rounds for
Them fake motherfuckaz stop hatin' motherfuckaz
Only thing you need hot is bullets and fuck you girl
No Limit Soldiers comin' fuckin' up you world
Ain't nobody fuckin' with it
And you can trust that
Niggas stoppin' the tank
Look motherfuck that
I can't believe they ain't heard about
Them boys from the Dirty South
I speak with awkward slang plus I got a dirty mouth
So I'ma stay in this bitch till I get my shit tight
I'm tryin' to be the only nigga to ever get 6 mics
I tell them slow down nigga y'all just sit tight
It's all about triple platinum in this bitch
6 hits ain't right
I see them niggas
Look besides they fake
Number one fans
They get around they boys they try to hide the tape
Ah, you know when I slide in the place
Look at these haters
Look at they eyes and they face
They like them niggas ain't hip-hop enough
They from the South
Got too many gold teeth in they mouth
Them boys country they too rowdy
Plus they too bout it
But we don't give a fuck
We bout to run 2000
So I'm like PLAYAS - get money

Pay pay pay pay paper
I can get you kush if you got the right paper
I can get you pacs of those pills for the paper
I can get your bricks of that white for the paper
Shawty
I can change your whole life for that paper yeah
Paper ain't an issue iv been gettin money of done moved them pacs whether rain, sleet, or sunny I drop it in the pot it jump out like a bunny my recipe is funny it turn 'em into zombies a little bit of this a little bit of that I hit it with a razor then I throw it in the sack you can call it retty rock or you can call it crack but whatever that you call it best beleive it's coming back
Pay pay pay pay paper
Kush for the (paper)
Pills for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhhh
Rob for the (paper)
I go hard for the (paper x5)
Yeahhh
Hustle for the (paper)
Grind for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhh
Kill for the (paper)
But I will get the (paper x5)
Yeahh
Run up in the house for the paper stick the pistol dead up in ya mouth for the paper
Yeah I'll tie your ass to the couch for the paper
Cock it back and blow your brains out for the paper
Make a nigga holla bout that might dolla 223 in my impala jumpin through your shit with some bullets size of baby bottles
Throw him in the trunk and drop his ass off in that water
They'll never find ya, ya ass goin float across the water
Hold up, coma, piano wit pirhana
I do it for the paper get up or you a gonna I'm lookin for the mona and I ain't talking lisa,
What the fuck you talkin bout,
Bitch I'm talkin bout that paper
Kush for the (paper)
Pills for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhhh
Rob for the (paper)
I go hard for the (paper x5)
Yeahhh
Hustle for the (paper)
Grind for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhh
Kill for the (paper)
But I will get the (paper x5)
Yeahh
It's mister paperworth my pockets is my front desk
They bout to bust so fo shawty I need more thread
I'm on an all carb diet I want more bread
For the paper I'll put 5 through your forehead
Copped 6 bricks on the quick tryin to double up
4 glass pots cookin cain watch it bubble up
One dolla short fuck nigga I'll damage ya
Real trap nigga got keys like a janitor
Boyz in da hood never hesitate to pull a way from bathroom money we treat dough like it's toilet paper
Blow good kush stay high like skyscapers
Independent ballin baby we don't even need a maker
Kush for the (paper)
Pills for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhhh
Rob for the (paper)
I go hard for the (paper x5)
Yeahhh
Hustle for the (paper)
Grind for the (paper x5)
Yeahhhh
Kill for the (paper)
But I will get the (paper x5)
Yeahh

[Verse 1:]
Flows so cracked the feds wanna indict me
So I'll yo immune system wanna fight me
So poor that the weed heads wanna light me
Ballin so hard the quarterback wanna hike me
You dudes cryin that it's lonely at the top
Stop winnin it's sauce and macaroni at the top
I'm not a pimp by blood I'm a pimp by all means
All it take to knock a chick is to put on some clean jeans
[Chorus: x2]
You knew my style dude tell it to the next man
I ain't buyin that sell it to the next man
Gone postal well mail it to the next man
I can't hear you hater
[Verse 2:]
You see the moserati all in the driveway
I saw a picture went and bought the bit** the same day
I paid cash for it 120 grand
The whole dealership by five they sayin I'm the man
He got a visa I got a black card
Got so much cheese on it I call it the rat card
I got a good girl I got a bad mouth
She like my swagger cause I'm nasty like the waffle house
[Chorus: x2]
You knew my style dude tell it to the next man
I ain't buyin that sell it to the next man
Gone postal well mail it to the next man
I can't hear you hater
[Bridge:]
If you see your hater put your hand in the air and say "Hi hater, Hi hater"
If you see your hater put your hand in the air and say "Bye hater, Bye hater"
If somebody tells you "you'll never be nothin" say "Your a lie hater, Lie hater"
This is your time
This is your shine
These are the best years of your life
(now gon and tell them haters)
[Chorus: x2]
You knew my style dude tell it to the next man
I ain't buyin that sell it to the next man
Gone postal well mail it to the next man
I can't hear you hater
[Fade out:]
Hater see you later [x2]

HATERSSSSSSSSSS!
hatin cause my 20's be..choppin! choppin!
hatin cause these hoes be..jockin! jockin!
try me and my glock'll be..cockin! poppin!
Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on meeeeeee??
Is it the big truck sittin' up on Mike Jordans...thats 23's
with the big ole owl, dual heads roaring
Or is it the Caprice sittin' Emmitt Smiths...thats 22's
on the Impala on 20 inches
Mo' wood in it than old Abe Lincoln's cabin
and with mo' glass in it, than in your cabinets
Or is it the way we come down watchin' XXX
white sex from the ceilin', visors, and headrests
Or is it the ?? chain, the gucci hat, the gucci Air Jordan retros to match
Even though I step on the scene, so fresh and so clean
nice tek'n wit' me, I still got my weapon wit' me
strapped wit' a tek in my jeans
ready to squeeze, cause I know you haters get tempted to wear my
neck-a-lace.
Now just imagine if there wasnt no real niggas
no hustlas, thugstas, mobstas, and field niggas
On the treal, T double D, I still keep it real
I love the streets that you fuck niggas named Haterville
Lied on me, said I was a murderer, said I used to serve you work
but I aint never heard of you
I love dub-deuces, only cause I'm sittin on em
and once again I'm gunnin, copped the big 500
A Chevy boy, candy green and chrome fronted
Niggas hide out or they ride out cause my shit runnin
I sold more oz's than cd's and lp's
Baby, I'm a thug plus I'm OG
I roll 'em heavy, I'm bout my fetti
and the feds is what I'm headed
if you fuck niggas keep tellin'.
I was sittin in the rankin, 69 ??
and ceelo twankys (choppin)
4 15' subwoofers (blasting)
I dont like that nigga, fuck that nigga
Man, I wanna shoot, slap, punch, kick, cut that niggaa!
Thats what they say on the low
WE'RE LOSING HIMMMM!
Thats what paramedics'll say
while you lay on the floor
Can we all just get along? smoke trees, hit a bong
Haters pussy niggas, so I'm a choke 'em wit' a thong
Even the block envy me, I make a mill wit' the flo'
but I'm better wit' coke and hot hennessey
My peers is like queers they only get mad
cause I ride rims old enough to buy beers
they smileeee while hatin' but when it comes to fakes

So many haters are clocking our figures
So many haters don't like us rakin papers
But all we did was bring garage through
From the underground straight to you
Used to wanna screw and bawl
Now they wanna join the crew
T to the H, U to the G
Thuggin and we'll be till we D.I.E
M to the A to the C that's me
S-K-A-T-D
3 thugs representing so solid family
Stackin the chips an the bricks,
You'll see:.. You'll see
M-a-c's taking over,
Ladies call me cassanova
I thought I told you I'm a so solid soldier
You see me coming in a broke down Nova
Mind out cus you will get run over
Reason be I'm a so solid soldier
Reason be I'm a so solid soldier
Reason be I'm a so solid soldier
I thought that I told ya
You wanna hate on me cus I'm the one that's chosen
Looking kinda frozen
L double O flow, you don't know, don't know
So solid is a family, we got a key in this life
To just make it, break it
Hate it don't ya
Ya'll better recognise me like a true solid soldier
Now you believe in us
Wanna roll with us
Get lean with us
Before you was hatin us
Are you sure you believe in us
You said we would never bust
Now you hand you roll up and you smoke the dust
Its better you bite the dust
I'm crazy believe me trust
Like a grenade im about to bust
While you playing your hatin us
When I bust all you see is dust
If you're here then your feelin us
I won't sweat but I'm serious
Suicide and dangerous
So solid can you handle us
So solid can you handle us
Spit,
Crooky nigga going a trip
Use your cast now I'm writing the rich
I quit, now I've had my turn on the rips
I better tripping in the base,
I'm a vocalist
You must be mad, to come on the fray mad
You see your friend and there really your friends dad
Cus if I hit ya will you really defend that
Just remember your wife and 2 kids
Yaga Yo
Why you watchin me
Why you clockin me
Why you hatin me
Why you biting me
Is it the ice, I'm on fire
Is it the cream, I got fire
Is it the hits
Is it the whips
Is it the tricks
Please let me know.
While you be hatin its money I makin
I'm demonstrating, your honey I'm takin
I talk now cus the players are hatin
I'm at home but the front a be waiting
It's on this year
Better beware
Clips and we bust like a firing line of duty
It's on this year
Better beware
Clips and we bust like a firing line of duty
Don't give me no bullshit
Hesitant never step to the clique
With a droll like yo and the ice style clips
And the ice on my wrist
Ya'll haters aint shit
So solids my clique
And were making the hits
And were making you sick
And were spitting the bricks

A nuff a dem deh pussy, deh nuh like we 'cause we nice
A buss the platinum wrist wid all a finger full a ice
We tell a fassy splurt, wi nuh haffi warn a fassy twice
Walk and live, talk and dead, a which one a yuh choice
Fuck up the world wid this ya new music device
A so wi inna dem head and wi nah come out like lice
A who fa gal nuh know wi, wi ago roll dem like a dice
And fire fi di man weh eat di pussy like a rice
A nuff a dem nuh like wi tru mi crew a slam Joyce
And if yuh love the rhythm inna di air yuh hand fi heist
We drop di gal thief and dat really nuh suffice
And if dem think wi done wi ago give dem a surprise
A who say dem a shotta and a grudge wi fi we ice
Wi nice but that mi really nuh haffi tell yuh twice
And try fi put wi down wi ago rise again like Christ
And bun a batty bwoy, yeah, a sodomite
Ah, a nuff a dem a freak
Den how dem waa fi class mi when all part dem a leak
Ward 21 a speak, yuh nuh like it hold a seat
'Cause if yuh talk wi kick yuh ass to the middle a next week
A nuff a dem a watch mi an dem caa match mi crew
Tell dem go suck dem gal until har sopin turn blue
A bwoy a chat off him mouth an wi a ask dem a who
All now nuh man nuh answer 'cause dem know wha we will do
Wi black talon dem nuffa than animal a zoo
A we thief Jill and shot up bwoy blue
And Jack bend up him face an wi shot that two
Dem nuh like see woman smile anytime we pass thru
Hello, Poochie Lu
It come in like mi slam two a di gal dem inna yuh crew
And by the week fi done mi affi kill the other two
Some people smoke weed and other people drink brew
All a the top shotta unu respect due
And any pussy nuh like wi tell them hold strew
A straw mi mean, bad man mek mistake too

[Intro: Fes Taylor]
I told niggaz talk is cheap
You spend too much time talking about other niggaz
You don't spend enough time trying to get yaself right
NahImean? Like...
[Chorus x2: Fes Taylor & Benny K]
I hear niggaz talking 'bout me
Like I don't bust my gun and I ain't a G
They ain't believe I could be all I could be
Then why the fuck these haters hanging 'round me?
[Fes Taylor:]
In the hood they call me Kool-Aid (yea)
Aid ice and see me chill, y'all niggaz eating T.V. meals
I home cook, distribute coke, I'm a stone crook
Plus I stroke 70% of my phonebook
I roam for a juks, pull chrome on the look
You screaming your king got blown by a rook
You shook of the homies, never be another like me
Try to clone me, over a dope beat
I roll heat, spoke like a thief over wax
Like beef over tax, unfolding the stack
That'll have a nigga jealous, I do big things and
Have coke selling like chicken wings, we call 'em birds
Hoes be fucking, call 'em birds
Still fly and up above the clouds, no fuel on reserves
I'm just spreading my wings, I set up a sting
Let us suspects out, hold ya head in the bing
Anything jump in the ring, you swinging wild haymakers
I'm a daybreaker, blow haze with Baker
True indeed, Naughty by Nature, O.P.P.
Old Pistol Posse, show 'em they believe
When barrels pointed at faces, bullets travel in paces
I peeped that your attitude hatred, hater
Who greater than 2 Fly? A true player
You niggaz is shoe flies, do nothing but aggrevate ya
[Chorus x2]
[Outro: Fes Taylor (Benny K adlibs)]
You know it's a wrap when it gets down
Get my nigga L.I. home, knowwhatImean?
My son in the Pocanos right now now with his feet up (Talking slick)
We in the studio, still doing the things we gotta do, man